Oooh, wigfic! I so missed Sophie. Great how you describe her perception. Though I do wonder how a wig gets drunk.
And then the poor thing gets hit over herself and James' head.
Wasn't James forced to mop the deck with her later on the Pearl?

Speaking of mops, I wonder what Sophie might think of Sparrow's hair? I could imagine that thicket to be sentient also. Would she regard it as a savage, since it is natural hair and not a wig?