Mal watched the exchange with only some minor confusion, which was actually pretty good for him. Another Cute One strolled into view and introduced herself. To Mal, this seemed odd. Normally one reacted to him relatively poorly instead of giving a full name. However, it appeared the girl-who-swings-from-above-places either knew this "Stacey R. Blightflower," or was very good at bluffing. Either way, she had left the boy alone in the back of the alley. Mal stepped back to a place where he could keep an eye on everyone as best as possible, hoping that there was no unseen threat in the shadows, and decided it would be another good chance to introduce himself, seeing as more Cute had showed up.

"I am Mal. I protect the Cute. You are all Cute. Also, Winter is a season, not a girl." These Cute Ones seemed confused. "I am not a joke. I am Mal. May I help protect?"