"Here's the thing, though, James. You claim to be the Lookout and that I am the Mutineer. The problem is that you didn't start gunning for me first. I started gunning for you. That is because I am, in fact, the Lookout. I looked at Rel Mayer the first night, and you the second. Rel came up clean, which means that she is either innocent or the Rebel. You, however, came up Mutineer.
Not wishing initially to reveal myself as the Lookout, I contacted a few select individuals and told them what I knew. I knew that, by doing so, I was risking revealing my identity to the pirates, but I felt it a risk worth taking. NightOwl was one of these, and he was the one who led the charge. Since you were the only one who we knew 100% was a pirate, I tried to gather up a coalition.
When you discovered that momentum was starting to swing against you, you decided that your only hope was to claim to be the Lookout and that I was the Mutineer. It was a desperate ploy, but it was effective, in that it forced my hand. Now I am forced to reveal myself as the true Lookout.
In short, I'm confident that these good people will see through your lies and deceptions. And yes, if the Photographer still exists among you, let him prove beyond a shadow of a doubt that I am innocent and you are the one concocting a Machievellian ploy to save your own hide."
His speech concluded, Remiel reached into his pocket and pulled out a box of Junior Mints. He popped one into his mouth and tasted the chocolatey minty goodness.