"And I will have you know, it is not just lungs she is fond of," Skellig comments. "There are other bits of a man that are just as tender, and much easier to tear free with her talons."

His smirk is not-at-all pleasant.

"Use your imaginations for that, lads." From their expressions as realization sinks in, his 'point' got across just fine, as he steps into the hatch and heads below deck towards the cargo hold.