A quirk to his lips at how the other man says his name. Mah-lin It's better than some others that he's gotten over the years. When he introduces himself, Merlin squints his eyes, trying to recreate the words silently before trying it out.

"Soog-way?" he tries.

It doesn't sound as elegant as how his friend had introduced himself. He gives an apologetic smile as he walks over to where the food is and sits down to it, sniffing at it.

"Sizhui?" he tries again with a hopeful smile. "Did I get it right?"