Eva sighed when the discussion began.  She caught Mr. Grimm's words and let a small smile grace her features, but she wasn't so sure it would be that easy. This would be a hell of a lot easier if they only had magic. She reached out to squeeze his arm gently before letting it drop. "Whatever is controlling this fog keeps setting up specific obstacles." Eva wondered just what exactly the end game was here, but she really wasn't in the mood to spend however long trying to find another way.

"Who knows what else is in the fog that we can't see, Africa's got some incredibly dangerous creatures, the croc is pretty tame. Comparatively speaking."  There were other things that were a hell of a lot more deadly lurking in the plains and rivers of the continent than they could even imagine. "And I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm kind of tired of wandering around aimlessly, this seems like a pretty clear path." She was just trying to be reasonable and practical. Nobody else really knew what they were dealing with and while Eva didn't have any firsthand experience either, she did know what she was talking about.

"Besides, I have help and he's pretty quick." She motioned to the stubborn diricawl beside her, watching the croc carefully, likely calculating how close he could get before it got angry. If they were lucky maybe it would disappear like the water buffalo. It couldn't possibly be really real. Nile crocodiles did not just wander out of evergreen forests in the middle of Scotland. Not to mention, once they really left the zoo she would likely no longer be the expert. Who knew what was beyond the crocodile, but some of them had to get there to find out.