" Oh. Than..k..you..AAAAH!" The moment Winston was on his feet, he looked over towards the voice of his rescuer and was scared beyond reasoning by the fact he was looking at the reptile he had previously been shooing away from his camp. He didn't feel he had time to contemplate as to how it could talk, or sing for that matter. He ran, ran over the many roots, leaves and mosses, the terrain tripping him up. He had no idea where he was going either.