Merrin doesn't look remotely surprised by the interruption, though she does shift out of her sitting position so that she's crouched on the ground in front of the mother and her kitten—just in case she needs to make a quick getaway. She hasn't done anything to hurt the mothkitten, of course—it's just that she's (rightfully, in her opinion) cautious of mothers and their protectiveness over their children.

Since it seems like this isn't a hostile encounter, however, she turns her head to look at the man who just approached.

"I am Merrin. I have only recently arrived," she explains matter-of-factly, her gaze sweeping over him, curious and critical. These are her allies, she knows, but a lifetime on Dathomir has made her wary of strangers, and she can't quite shake the habit. After a pause, she adds dryly, "This little one has earned his name."