"Not sure why you think it should matter to me what you prefer," Jack points out.

A beat. Black eyes are gleaming with interest as he adds,

"But all the same, seeing as how I suppose it is that if I don't give you permission to come aboard me ship, you'll just try invading your way onto her again same as what you've done before--"

He waves one hand grandly in the air, even while taking hold of a nearby line with his other.

"--might as well go on and do what it is you'd be trying to do anyway in the end and save all the bother of negotiating it out aforehand, savvy?"