My people are from wavebound Skyros, an island.
I am sailing homeward.
I am called Neoptolemos, Achilles's son.
Now you know everything.
PHILOKTETES
Son of a man whom I once loved, son of my beloved country, nursed by ancient Lykomedes—- what business brought you here? Where is it that you sail from?
NEOPTOLEMOS
I sail from Troy.
PHILOKTETES
What? You sail away from Troy?
You were not there with us at the start.
NEOPTOLEMOS
Did you take part in that misery?