[ Jack knows that look. He knows that look all too well. He'd been on the receiving end of it too many times to even count between the long years of being Captain and First Mate, and during their travels that ended with defeating Davy Jones and Cutler Beckett side by side. It's a look that promises certain death to him and him alone, unless he immediately gets out of sight and stays there until the urge of murder has receded to manageable levels.
Which, considering this is Hector, is extremely unlikely to happen any time soon.
And so, upon catching sight of Hector, Jack subtly and causally (subtly and casually) turns around and, with all the grace and poise that he can possibly possess on solid land, turns around and begins to walk the other way, hoping beyond hope that Hector has not caught sight of him yet.
Even if he has, Jack is confident in his abilities to outrun the older man. ]
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Which, considering this is Hector, is extremely unlikely to happen any time soon.
And so, upon catching sight of Hector, Jack subtly and causally (subtly and casually) turns around and, with all the grace and poise that he can possibly possess on solid land, turns around and begins to walk the other way, hoping beyond hope that Hector has not caught sight of him yet.
Even if he has, Jack is confident in his abilities to outrun the older man. ]