It's absolutely the particular ways she tends to phrase things. Apparently tired of watching him fiddle around with the charge pack, she pushes away from the counter and turns so that she can more closely examine the headset.

"The others here." She lifts her head, glancing towards him. "We are... allies?" There's a slight hesitation around the word, because she isn't really sure what else to go with.

But truthfully, she just isn't really sure what to do with all these people period. It's a small group, relatively speaking, but it's still the most amount of strangers she's been around... well, probably ever. Outsiders weren't very welcome on Dathomir, even before the armored warrior arrived, and Cal, Cere, and Greez were the first strangers she'd encountered since Malicos five years earlier.

She really doesn't want to admit it, but she feels out of her depth.