You have come to your senses. And if you are so prudent hereafter,perhaps you may steer clear of trouble.Odysseus feigns departure, but conceals himself nearby. But you, son of Poeas, Philoctetes, come out! Leave the shelter of your rocky home!PhiloctetesWithin.What is this disruptive cry once more rising beside my cave? Why do you call me? What do you want of me?He appears at the mouth of the cave, and sees Neoptolemus.