Aerl slowly raised his free hand in a non-threatening manner as he slowed his approach. "Erm...me? I'm nobody, really. Just... erm... having a look around." He smiled, trying to appear friendly. "You know, seeing if anyone needs help." He eyed the Mandalorian's weapon, then deciding that since he hadn't fired it yet he was fairly safe, he slowly raised his other hand and extended it outward in a gesture of friendship. "Name's Aerl Diesa--trader, explorer, and general jack-of-all-trades. And you are...?"
Veni, Vidi, Velcro. (I came, I saw, I stuck around)