Even though Skellig is not truly hungry - breakfast was more than sufficient - he feels he has leaned enough now from interacting with people of this era that it would be seen as an affront or impolite if he were to decline the hospitality.
(He's also heavily following Kreyu's lead, as he sips some of the diluted wine from the offered cup.)
At the mention of the deaths, Skellig manages to act somewhat surprised.
"Are any of your group wounded? I have some knowledge of healing, I may be of use?"
He does not sense any injuries among those who were left to maintain the camp while the others of higher rank were off hunting dragons. But it would not hurt to be certain, and to possibly gain favor.
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Date: 2024-06-30 10:25 pm (UTC)(He's also heavily following Kreyu's lead, as he sips some of the diluted wine from the offered cup.)
At the mention of the deaths, Skellig manages to act somewhat surprised.
"Are any of your group wounded? I have some knowledge of healing, I may be of use?"
He does not sense any injuries among those who were left to maintain the camp while the others of higher rank were off hunting dragons. But it would not hurt to be certain, and to possibly gain favor.