Mullins, Billy Jukes, Starkey, Alf Mason, and Cookson gasped together.

''You were almost married, Captain Hook?'' Mullins asked.

Captain Hook faced Mullins and nodded. He focused on Smee another time. ''How do you know about my betrothed?''

''You mention Cecilia while you rest sometimes, Captain Hook,'' Smee said.

Captain Hook began to blink twice.

''Was Cecilia a good cook?'' Smee asked.

''Cecilia was average,'' Captain Hook muttered. He winced another time. He turned and walked to his chamber. After entering it, he saw his bed.

Captain Hook placed his hook under his face. A thoughtful expression formed.

''I do mention Cecilia. I still regret my lies about being a pirate during my days as Jasper Hook's midshipman. Cecilia won't marry a pirate at all. I will never forget her tears after my lies,'' Captain Hook muttered. He began to frown. His shoulders slumped.

''I don't know if Cecilia is still alive or deceased. I loathe her for refusing to marry me. Part of me will still cherish her. Part of me wishes to apologize. Part of me yearns to embrace Cecilia.'' Confusion filled his eyes.

Footsteps were why Captain Hook glanced back. His scowl returned as soon as he saw Cookson near the doorway. He saw a sheepish expression on the latter's face.

''How are you?'' Cookson wanted to know.

Captain Hook remembered eating soup earlier. He winced another time. He glowered at Cookson. ''I'm queasy again!''

''Oh,'' Cookson muttered. He turned and departed.

Captain Hook turned to his bed again. *I should rest now* he thought. A smile began to replace his scowl. *I'll rest for a few minutes.*

Captain Hook heard footsteps another time. Scowling, he looked back. ''Why are you returning, Cookson?'' he asked.