He frowns slightly at the thought of these men continuing to be hunted, hiding his expression behind his cup as he sips more at his wine and keeps mostly to himself.

Skellig is not entirely certain on how exactly the 'rules' of slave trading and masters works in this time and era. If their masters have been killed by a dragon, are they now not free men?

(And what of any family they might have?)

He does not want to look like a complete idiot, and yet the most basic of questions comes to mind:

"Is there not elsewhere you could go to seek refuge, if you cannot return to where from you came?"