Marisa looks a bit confused at Xyrhanna, but follows her lead. Or rather, remains on her shoulder. "As you wish," she swiftly responds. It sounds like a very practiced phrase, as if she has said it countless times in her life already.
Unit springs to life, following silently behind the group. It's hard to tell if he's thinking, skulking, cowed, or something else entirely. Warforged physiology does not have the luxury of communicating information through body language, short of threats and physical violence.