He's right, they probably do. The majority of them were in the same situation—brought here against their will, fighting not because they wanted to but because they felt like they had no other choice. There was no good reason to make things harder for themselves by not trying to help each other.

Damian couldn't afford to assume that people here would be kind until proven otherwise, but maybe it shouldn't be so surprising that people like that would exist here. Idly, he wonders how different this conversation would go if he had listened to his mother and stayed out of Gotham.

"I suppose I should thank you." By which he means that he is thanking him, of course. "What will you do now?"

The guy didn't seem to care if he lived or died here, so you know. He wonders.