[This is an announcement Jack Sparrow has to process. Derek is gone? One of his oldest friends---true friends---here in Luceti? There is a hollowness at Smart, Traitorous Turtle's words. There is only one way to try to fill that sudden gap.
Derek has gone home to die.
The pirate grabs the surfboard Derek found for him and makes his way to that one spot where the two men often enjoyed hitting the waves together. His first ride ends in a spectacular crash. Then the next. And the next. But the fourth ride is a success---a freeing, wondrous, blissful success. Derek, his friend, has gone home to die. He has to do some living before he can face that.
Finally, a breathless, soaked pirate sits on the beach and opens his journal. Talking to Donatello has been an infuriating task ever since the threats leveled against his Joanna. But he feels he has to say something about this.]
[voice---later.]
Derek has gone home to die.
The pirate grabs the surfboard Derek found for him and makes his way to that one spot where the two men often enjoyed hitting the waves together. His first ride ends in a spectacular crash. Then the next. And the next. But the fourth ride is a success---a freeing, wondrous, blissful success. Derek, his friend, has gone home to die. He has to do some living before he can face that.
Finally, a breathless, soaked pirate sits on the beach and opens his journal. Talking to Donatello has been an infuriating task ever since the threats leveled against his Joanna. But he feels he has to say something about this.]
He was a good man, was Derek. Better than us.