Arrr. I be sad to say it, but me time has come fer a bit o' shore leave, so I won't be able to join yer party as intended. The temptation's great indeed, but I made a promise to me girl that I'd keep me feet dry for a month or two, and I value me balls too fondly to go back on me word now. Fair weather to ye, me hearties. I'll have a barrel of grog waitin' on yer return, so I will.