Oh sweet Inima he was on her shoulder!
But though many people naturally felt revulsion when faced with rodents (and rightfully so, as many carried disease), Mei only felt fascination. She loved animals, and hadn't yet met one she was afraid of--well, one that didn't want to eat her, that is, for of course she feared any that showed aggression. It was a well known fact among her comrades, for she had wound up the designated Spider Wrangler of her group. Where others screamed and tried to smash them with their shoes, or were too petrified to even do that, Mei was the one who calmly scooped them into a box (or her hand, if they weren't dangerous) and relocated them to safety.
Now she turned her head to get a look at Prince, and slowly raised a hand to him, holding her palm out for him to smell and investigate. "Hi, prince," she said with a smile. "You're very pretty. Very appropriately named!"