I step forward, just a pace or two before Scents-Keenly, crouch down, and gently set my bow on the ground.
I turn to face the leader of the new group. I hach no quarrel witch choo. I am a locht chraveller, and thesh *a wave of my hand towards the friendly group* are helping me to find my way. But if choo inchicht on "taking" me...
I draw my sword and hold it ready, but point down.
Go. Ahead. And. Try.
*Held action: If the leader draws a weapon, moves towards me, or makes any other hostile move, I will take a charge action at him*