The Soft-Hearted Maven giggled a little at the blemmigan's attempt at guarding its food. She supposed she must have gotten complacent in her time among the Mycologenes and it was sometimes easy to forget how territorial blemmigans were. At least at this size; there was no forgetting that when they were bigger and coming at you with gnashing teeth.

She smiled at the compliment, holding out a hand to shake, "I'm Doctor Jane Rosewood, most people call me either Doctor or-" she seemed to be resisting the urge to roll her eyes before continuing, "The Soft-Hearted Maven, or Maven for short. And you are?"