[She sees what looks like a satisfied smirk on its face and swears it really does look like Alvin. But that's probably because he was the last person she saw before coming here.

Plus there is this odd sense of familiarity she feels, but she's guessing that has more to do with this unusual frog wearing a crown. It has to be related to her essence.

Then the little frog begins flailing in her grasp, waving its little froggy limbs, and she can't help but think that looks adorable.]

How cute! Are you dancing? You're like a little frog meme! [but some of the movements seem peculiar.] Or... are you trying to tell me something? [except frogs aren't people?? she sighs, suddenly feeling stupid.] Spirits, why am I trying to talk to a frog?

[So she sets it down on her knee, having decided her next course of action.]

Well, my gut's telling me that I should take you with me at least. What do you think?

[Right, okay, it's a frog and not a person, again, but she's curious if it'll respond at all to her direct question.]