[Norrington will not take one of the offered lady fingers until Archie does so first. Another matter of courtesy.]

I have had quite enough of the sun during my service around the islands of the Carribbean. Besides, I am of the opinion that rain is Britain's element. The hues of the place never seem quite right unless viewed through a veil of fresh and falling rain, beneath a viel of clouds.

[A smile teases the edges of his lips. Is he joking, perhaps? Or simply recalling a fond memory?]