Ah... Been over a year for me. Like a shitty year and a half, maybe. Timeline's kinda screwy in my head because I ended up back home in the middle of it for two years. Then Davy fuckin' Jones dragged me back.

[Grins at her request.]

Of course!

[He picks up her glass and spins around the galley again, quickly preparing another drink for her.]

Sure you don't want a snack or anything?