"...Killian...." he repeated slowly, eying her. What game was this? What was she playing at.

"I know a Killian Jones, however he is no Captain." Not yet. His brother had the skills needed, and one day he knew his little brother would strike out on his own, would be a captain of the finest degree. He both looked forward to that day and dreaded it.

He would be proud of Killian when that day came, but also... he already knew he would miss having him at his side. No one was better to serve alongside. No one.