Stutely let go of the Prince's finger, but only because the idiot was liable to do himself an injury, the way he was thrashing about like a fish on the deck. He sidestepped a poorly-aimed kick and dealt a sharp punch to the solar plexus. He mightn't have the strength yet to draw a longbow, but he could still knock the wind out of snivelling Prince John.
"Careful now, Johnny-me-lad," he said, leaning in close to the Prince's ear. "Us uneducated swine, we're liable to get awful clumsy."