They wouldn't, but Elizabeth does. She gives him another long look before starting toward her cabin, tilting her head back to look up the tallest mast.

"What the captain wishes," she begins, but then her hand suddenly lashes out and wraps tightly around his wrist.

Perhaps she's now wishing this process would be far more comfortable and that she hadn't just given herself away in such a manner. It doesn't matter that it's unlikely anyone could see at that angle -- Gibbs knows. Her hand quickly drops back to her side. Sucking in a breath, Elizabeth continues on without finishing her statement.