Under his breath, but loud enough that the captives at his back (and the young sailor who has also moved on instinct with the rest of the men to stand in a sort of half-circle in front of the women and children, protecting them from harm) can hear him, he mutters: "Stand steady and no harm will come to you."

There are another few sailors that are between Skellig and Kreyu (and the Captain) that are a bit conflicted, as their 'honor' would tell them to draw their swords, fight against these beasts, protect the cargo from thievery!

But at the same time...they do not wish to die here, upon this rocky shoreline.

Skellig flexes his hand (feeling for his talons, hidden as they are yet still ready if needed) and his wings, carefully observing the body language of all of the men. He will strike if needed, step in if she seems to struggle...but he suspects she may be able to handle herself.