"...a linguistic specialist of the Great Flock of Lannach..."
-Poul Anderson, The Van Rijn Method (New York, 2009), p. 361,
learns every language;
makes ceremonial announcements;
presides over a messenger corps;
has been captured by his people's enemy, the Drak'honai, who have also rescued three shipwrecked human beings;
can just barely communicate with one of the human beings because the latter has, for trading purposes, learned the language of a remote area of Diomedes.
Van Rijn would have preferred rescue by a trader than by a navy ship. However:
"'...where there are enemies to bid against each other, that is where an honest trader has a chance to make a little bit profit!'" (p. 363)
Well, yes, if you see it that way. I would settle for just getting off the planet. Surely there would be some feelings of fear or distaste at being surrounded by armed winged beings, then crowded together with some of them?
"The cabin was small. Three humans and two Diomedeans left barely room to sit down." (p. 360)
Van Rijn, admirably, keeps thinking about profit, not losing his lunch, in these circumstances.