That did seem to be the common thread about those with special abilities so far. They were all very dedicated to doing good and helping people. Even Stark, a man she had wanted instantly to distrust, proved that he believed in doing what was best for everyone. She'd understood fairly quickly that she had gotten lucky. Nearly everyone she met could have turned her into nothing but a stain on the sidewalk if they wanted, but they were all more concerned with helping her with the remains of her ship and making sure she didn't blow herself up.
It was something like what she imagined it was like being so close the Jedi, back when they weren't being slaughtered on sight.
"I should hope so, Master Kenobi. All I have are my wits, my blaster and maybe a bomb if you gave me heads up enough to rig it. My gut says be diplomatic, at least until we get a ship we know can break atmo. It's much easier to make friends here anyway." She pointed out.