The poor kid has real mother issues. See, before he was born his parents already had twelve kids. Maybe his folks were hoping that things like small pox and roving bears would trim down their herd, but the family remained in bafflingly good health.
I feel like it would be an amazing relief to know that the large shadowy entity appraising you from a distance wasn’t going to catcall you, or assault you, or monologue at you about what a great movie American Psycho is while they inch ever more uncomfortably close to you at a party.
Each time that loved one died on the very day that the ship was spotted. What possessed this pack of precognitive pirates to pop in and warn of the impending deaths and where have they been for the last 116 years?