Skellig huffs - though it is partially as if to show his agreement, that Akatan did not receive 'enough' punishment for what he did to her. "I did not let him off easy," he mutters quickly, voice a bit rough as the memory of the man scrambling and begging on his hands and knees flashes through his mind.

But that is not what he wants to think about right now.

That memory gets shoved aside, similar to that of Heka...

"If they would not have sensed it, then there would be no harm in keeping the details sparse," he continues, redirecting his attention to their flightpath - the far side of the island beckons. "We would go to the lost city, if it is safe to do so."