Neverwinter Forest Where we all cross the line

How in the heck did this guy know her name? Haoming's multicolored eyes narrowed into chips of red and gold as she looked up at the man. "I'll buh-bite again if you h... hurt Luli." It was a fully-intended threat. She didn't know this guy, only that her sister was tiny and fragile and scared of most things. So, naturally, Haoming (being slightly larger and less afraid) had the job of protector. 

Had her mom mentioned a Mal? Haoming couldn't recall. "No," she stated simply, perhaps just to take this stranger down half a peg. He was too friendly. "Wuh-why d'you look like m-me?" It was weird. Spotty and with hats and everything. She didn't know if she liked that or not.