As they were rowed to the Moclips, Jack tried to catch Tori's eye, but she ignored him conversing instead with the commodore. She could easily con him into revealing more than he intended as long as she flirted a bit.
She learned the governor's daughter had apparently been poisoned from her encounter with the pirate Barbossa over the Black Pearl's curse of the Aztec gold. The commodore believed the sacrificial knife was laced with poison, but he was never actually in the cave. That's when she made the connection. He had secondhand information and it must have been from Will, as she was fairly certain Jack wouldn't talk except to lie to save his own bloody skin. Tori realized it was a race between Will and James for the cure to save the girl and thus win her heart. Tori picked up from Norrington's tone that Will had won the first round, thusly making a mockery of the commodore. This rather explained his hatred and irrational actions.
Tori pacified and reassured him the trinket must be the one he sought. That he was a wonderful, intelligent man any woman should swoon over to marry. How this mission for love was legendary. With each fabricated word, Norrington became more relaxed and confident while Tori grew more worried of how the trio was to escape.
Aboard the Moclips, Will and Jack were shoved roughly in a cell, while Tori was escorted to the captain's quarters to be her room. She pointed out rough coordinates near Port Roi for the helmsman and mentally calculated the time to get there, barring ill-weather, and tried to formulate a plan.
Alone in her new room, she readjusted the long dagger strapped to her thigh, and pulled the Chlorssel she had smuggled aboard the Bängala ages ago out of her boot. She rubbed a bit of the herb on one of the Commodore's handkerchiefs and waited. At the late night shift of the sailors, she slipped unnoticed out of her room and stole below to the holding cells. She hid around the corner, and held the handkerchief to the guards' nose and mouth, covering his eyes with it until he slipped into a long, dreamless sleep. She positioned him against the wall as though he were napping, and proceeded to the cell.
"Jack, Will," she whispered furtively. Jack tipped his hat off his eyes and sat right up when he saw Tori. He smacked Will and pressed his face up to the bars.
"Alright Captain Diabla, I hope you have a bloody good plan for getting us out of this ridiculous mess that is, in fact, entirely your fault."
"Right, because I didn't just save your lives on the ship. MY bloody ship if you recall."
"Finders keepers love."
Tori's eye blazed and she turned on her heel to leave.
"Wait! Tori don't leave!" Will begged. "He didn't mean it, did you Jack?"
Jack stared at the boy in disbelief and Will elbowed him sharply.
"Ow! I mean, I didn't mean it."
"And you'll get your ship back." Will promised
"What!" Jack demanded
Will flashed him a smile and a warning and Jack grimaced and returned the smile towards Tori.
"Aye. Your ship. If you spring us with the necklace."
"Elizabeth's antidote." Tori corrected.
Jack rolled his eyes "Aye, Elizabeth's a- how do you know about that!"
Tori glanced about furtively and raised her blouse a few inches to reveal a leather cord fastened with a chain about her waist. Dangling from that cord was a beaten silver star inlaid with gold filigree and semi-precious gems.
Jack inhaled sharply, his eyes mesmerized by the treasure. Tori tucked it back into the waistline of her skirt and his eyes darted back to her face.
"You're always one wave ahead of the storm aren't you?"
"One tries." She replied quietly. "Be ready to leave tomorrow night."
Will and Jack nodded, and Tori stole back to the stairs and stealthily returned to her room. She closed the doors behind her with the tiniest click, and the room burst into light. Tori whipped about to find Commodore Norrington in the desk chair. He casually lit the lamp and blew out the match. From his seat he looked at her distastefully.
"Well milady Tori. Apparently piracy adores company."