[ while they talk he glances back to the body on the ground, checking if the man is stirring or starting to attract flies. anyway - they better move on from the crime scene, so hook takes a step forward and gestures with his hand at amos to lead the way. he was on a stroll, wasn't he? ]

The Roci? That was the name of your ship? [ referring to your ship as your home? now the man is speaking his language. hook nods in agreement. he understands perfectly. ]

I wouldn't call any of this normal, but yes, I've traveled to worlds completely different from my own before. [ so this isn't the first culture shock he's been through. being stranded here was easier to accept when he knew the basics. ] The funny thing is, no matter how strange the worlds may seem at first, there's always something that ties them together and this world is no exception in that sense.