[The moment she's on her feet she wants nothing more to be off them again, so she'll go along willingly. Scoundrel of the sea and pirate he may be, but Kenway's more of a gentleman than any enemy would expect. Perhaps ally, too. She trusts him with leading her and helping her more than anyone else. Mary doesn't like being in the position of being gentlemanned at, though right now she decides to save being pissed off at herself for the morning. It's her own fault.

She already knows she'll be upset at her own foolishness. The drinking. The letting him see her like this.]

It was a slight misunderstanding that involved his cock against my arse and his hand sliding down my trousers. [She chuckles, remembering his reaction. Good times.]

Mind you, he still only knows me as James Kidd.