The crocodile merely keeps staring, either unable to understand what Michelle is saying, unable to answer, or not knowing the answer. It remains as motionless as it can, and says nothing.<br/><br/>The scepter on the ground continues to be ignored, Snapdragon clearly more interested in her soul - somewhat naturally. She still turns it over in her hands, wondering out loud.<br/><br/>"But who would know about these sorts of things? Indeed, how many people actually find it relevant to return souls to their owners?"