is that a crocodile?

He stepped closer to her, and Zee did her best to remain relaxed. Something about being elevated to her position made her more distrustful of strangers, more expectant of trouble. The boy didn't seem to give off any air that he might hurt her, though she still did her best to remain prepared. Her eyes left him to scout across the scales, seeing nothing more past the mud stone and odd flora. "I heard crocodiles live here." She said after a moment, her gaze coming back to him once more. A part of her wanted to express that he didn't scare her - that she could fight him if she needed to, and win. "Thought it might be good for some fun." While she wasn't actually disappointed with the lack of dangerous lizards, she did her best to let it fill her voice. This trip was becoming a massive waste of time, and the muddy rock was grabby and spoiling her paws. Was there really nothing worth seeing on this barren island?