Ruby had taken up wandering the ship aimlessly during the day since the incident with Blackheart. Most of the crew ignored her and let her be, a few would start conversation with her which Ruby would happily engage in, though there were a few men, most younger men, that would comment on how even though Anamarie was a woman she was not exempt from pulling her weight. At first when Jack would overhear the comments he would threaten the plank to any man who dared to speak against his wife, but eventually Ruby ended speaking up. "I am the captain's wife, not his bloody crew member. We are very different, so unless you would like to take over the duty of warming Jack's bed then you will get back to work quietly" was her main response, which satisfied Jack.

Another trait Ruby had picked up was sleeping as far from Jack as she could in the bed, and wrapped up in blankets and her nightgown. Jack found it odd and annoying that his wife suddenly didn't want anything to do with him in bed, not that she had been all over him before but he thought she was coming around. Once and a while he would try and touch her, enticing her into activities but she never let him get far enough for satisfaction. Jack wasn't willing to push her either, he had become accustomed to his wife not yelling at him or giving him stares of death, and pushing brought on her fury.

Now Ruby leaned on her elbows on the railing watching the afternoon set, Jack had been at the wheel when she set out on her walk around the ship. She had gotten a few snide remarks from the crew members who were cleaning the deck, instead of giving a rude comment back she raised an eyebrow and eyed the bucket of washing water they had and considered kicking it over on them. The crew left her alone now as they were cleaning up and preparing for dinner. She felt like she should feel useless that she didn't do anything on the ship, but she never did any domestic activities at home, they had maids for that and now she had crew members for it.

"Anything particular love?" Ruby jumped slightly as she looked over and seen Jack standing next to her.

"Pardon?" asked Ruby confused.

"Anything particular yer lookin' at love?" said Jack again nodding at the beginning sunset in front of them.

"No, I was just thinking," said Ruby shaking her head.

"Hopefully about yer dashin' husband," smirked Jack. Ruby smirked at him slightly as she tilted her head to the side.

"About home." Jack nodded in understandingly, he had the feeling that no matter how much Ruby seem to be adjusting to life with Jack she was always thinking about India and her old life.

"Three or four days love, then we'll be at the island," said Jack turning his back on the sunset and leaning on the rail. He reached over and placed his hand on her far hip and her pulled her over till she was standing in front of him.

"Hafta say love, I thought ya 'ere warmin' up ta the Pearl," said Jack softly. Ruby lowered her eyes, she hated to admit it but a part of her was getting use to being aboard the ship and getting use to being Jack's wife, but she knew she could live that life.

"Please," whinned Ruby, "are you honestly going to tell me you enjoy the fighting and such?"

"I'm ney lyin' when I say yer beautiful when yer mad," smirked Jack.

"And a marriage of celibacy is to your liking as well?" questioned Ruby skeptically.

"We 'ave consummated our marriage,"said Jack.

"Once Sparrow, once," said Ruby, "but do not fool yourself we cannot stay like this."

"And why not?" scoffed Jack.

she turned and broke away from Jack's hands and walked away from him. She didn't really want to snap at him but she did not want to talk about their marriage besides acknowledging that it would be over soon.