The older man looks at the dagger
For such a mighty pirate, Jack, you shouldn't be carrying around useless trinkets. I've seen better daggers carried by whores.
The man looks toward Jack, who is clearly butthurt.
See Jack, unlike you I don't run around making a big scene, showing my face. Being on wanted posters plastered throughout Avonmora doesn't make you a great pirate. It makes you careless. You draw unnecessary attention to yourself. Why do you think you run into trouble everywhere you go, with guards constantly showing up. They aren't looking for me.
I can walk out of this tavern and the guards won't give me a second thought, but you can't, especially after Seaglory and Regis.
Here is a question for you, who do you think draws more fear, a pirate the public can put a face to, or a ruthless pirate that they can't?
The older man turns his attention back to Sister Ellen.
Sister, may I just call you Ellen?
Before Sister Ellen can respond, the older man continues
My name is John White. Yes, I'm an old friend of William, although prior to seeing him in Seaglory and Regis, I haven't spoken to him in many years.