To his credit, Skellig is only partially listening to the conversation between Kreyu and Neferet in regards to the requests for clothing and other items; his focus stays on Ahmose, occasionally 'tweaking' a thing here or there until they take their leave.

So yes, most everything goes directly over his head.

Once the door has been latched behind them, their bags set down safely, Skellig quickly allows his senses to sweep through the room - and then he barks out a laugh when it becomes crystal clear to him that his earlier suspicions were indeed correct.

There is a nervous energy about him, full of adrenaline and pride and something else; another laugh, this one more of a personal one, private - that he would only share with her. She is very close to him, so there is no true distance to close as he spins on his heel and pulls her to him, arm wrapping around her waist as he kisses her firmly on the mouth.

His 'victory lap', as it were.