"When they're just hatched they have tails, not legs. Tadpoles. Or Polliwogs. As they mature, they absorb their tails into their bodies for the nutrients. Froglets would still have a little bit of the tail, and... it doesn't look like he does." She turns the container slowly, looking from many angles, and holding it high enough for Ben to be able to do the same. "No tail, so he might get a little bit bigger... or he might be done growing." Either way, he is absolutely adorable, and even though she probably won't be able to take any samples from him without some very specialized equipment that she does not currently have, she can still make observations.

She's going to take him with her, she decides. He really is just too cute for words. "Did you know there are something like two dozen species of frog that could fit on a dime. Isn't that wild? A dime." Talking about frogs, that's good, right? It's safe, and it's tame, and it's not at all personal, and it'll move the conversations where she hurt him further and further into the past.