Anon prompted: More! Please more of jealous Regina. I’m starting to think that I need it as much as i need food.
After just a couple of days at sea, Hook decides someone else aboard the Jolly Roger should know how to pilot the ship, just in case, he says, something were to happen to him.
He chooses Emma as his second-in-command, of course, giving her daily lessons at the helm, teaching her about port and starboard, explaining the best way to handle a storm, the most appropriate places to anchor for the night.
“Just slide it right in there, love,” Hook says, with a leer. He’s got one hand on Emma’s hip and the other holding her hand on the ship’s wheel, guiding her as they maneuver the ship between two cliffs jutting high above the ocean.
One side of Emma’s mouth quirks up in a half-smile, and Regina rolls her eyes.