Jack relays the message to Norrington, who carries it to Elizabeth, who has a hard time concentrating on the words at that precise moment. Then,
"He is toasting this happy event, and loves it, even if it had failed to put in an appearance at the time of my greetings and salutations, as it were?"
It's possible the sentiment of Will's message got lost in translation.
Time passes. Time full of yelling and demanding and pain, for Elizabeth. She knows instinctively it won't be long, however. Or possibly she has decided to attempt commanding their son into the world and refuses to accept dissent from her crew, as it were.
"Tell him," she gasps, eyes bloodshot and fierce, hair plastered to her forehead. "Tell him I'd kill him if it would do ANY good.
"NO! No, don't say that. Tell him it won't be long." She grabs the nearest person and says through clenched teeth, "It had BETTER not be LONG."
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"He is toasting this happy event, and loves it, even if it had failed to put in an appearance at the time of my greetings and salutations, as it were?"
It's possible the sentiment of Will's message got lost in translation.
Time passes. Time full of yelling and demanding and pain, for Elizabeth. She knows instinctively it won't be long, however. Or possibly she has decided to attempt commanding their son into the world and refuses to accept dissent from her crew, as it were.
"Tell him," she gasps, eyes bloodshot and fierce, hair plastered to her forehead. "Tell him I'd kill him if it would do ANY good.
"NO! No, don't say that. Tell him it won't be long." She grabs the nearest person and says through clenched teeth, "It had BETTER not be LONG."