"Is that what's being said."

Elizabeth laughs shortly and without humor, glancing at him over her shoulder. Upon meeting his eyes, however, she feels something shift and frowns.

Her father had trusted Commodore Lyon as much as he was able at the time, and it seems that trust had been well-placed. The Commodore had come here to bring Beckett to task, and has yet to complain that she was rifling through the drawers of what is now his desk.

Captain Elizabeth Turner, Pirate King, can't trust the man. But the daughter of the recently deceased Governor Weatherby Swann can't help respecting him, either, and decides the least she can do is take his lack of alarm as a momentary guarantee of safe passage.

Besides, he probably possess valuable information.

"What were you told about my father's death?" she inquires, coming to stand before him, just out of reach.