[It was only a temporary thing in the end. McCoy's true home had always been House Seven. Jack was just a stopgap -- a shelter -- a refuge. Sanctuary. Cullen House had been that for many people.]

It's not that I don't "sit well" with their crew...

[God, how to explain his complex feelings about Hornblower?

Maybe he just.....shouldn't.]

And my Joanna is QUITE large enough, thank you. Crewed very easily by four sailors, though I can do it alone thanks to Kipinn's magic. She'd be perfectly sound to sail around the world, back home. Nah, sometimes personalities don't mesh well, you see. Me an' Hornblower don't get along, and I'm not about to call him "captain." Not ever. Surely that's understandable?

[You know -- grudges and long memories and jealousy and all.]