There was the slightest rise of her eyebrows. It's not often she finds a foreigner that can say her name with so little issue. That was definitely a positive for Marjara. It was almost like she'd had dealings with the French before, been around the language. Of course, that was foolish to think. The woman was an elf.

"A pleasure," she replied then glanced over at the holoscreen. "Reading in general. I have only been here a day, and there are so many kinds of people in this dimension. You are not human, I assume, given your ears?" Of course, Widowmaker's blue skin didn't exactly make her look particularly human either...