"A fair argument to all but one. My little lady, Namur is one of the worst gossips I've ever seen." At least among the crew. Outside he was as tightlipped as anyone could get, but he swapped stories with the best of them and Thatch only had to talk to him for a few hours to listen to the stream of personality from the rough and tumble members of the crew. Though he also had really good digs on Izou that Thatch hadn't been able to pry out of him with rusty fish hooks so there was that.

"Give him time and give him men and he'll be telling everyone's stories to anyone who will listen. I guarantee that. Ask him about the Fossa incident." Which was only safe to ask since Fossa wasn't here at the moment.