Cho is pretty fully focused on the lizard. Cole said he could protect her. She believes him. She trusts him to be on the lookout for things that might harm him, and it lets her be fully focused on the chameleon. Her movements are slow and fluid, and she speaks softly, broadcasting her location to make herself seem less like a predator. There's a ficus growing beside her, perhaps the little guy's end goal. She pulls off a few leaves and cups them in her hand, patiently waiting for him to come to her.

It's the movement of the mice over Cole's feet that bring her attention in that direction. "How cute. They seem to really like you."