Yes!
He spoke first. Xala gave a tiny mental arm thrust of victory before he just stared at her. She stared back, blinking slowly. Her weird reptilian eyes staring right into his very human looking ones. Could this be a staring contest? Man, she'd totally win that too.
Xala scoffed, giving him an offended look - had she been read so easily? "We didn't take you for having such an ego, Iron Fisty Guy," She got up slowly, rolling her shoulders and stretching her neck in the process. Loosening up, more or less. "You're just headed where we're headed and we wanted to tag along." And then she held her bag possessively, giving him a long look, "We'll give you our bag when you give us your name."