He had to give the woman credit for her valor but this was possibly the only way he might end up useful to the group and what good would she be in the belly of the crocodile if more beasts awaited them wherever they ended up?

Spryly turned to Eavan. "Don't you dare follow me or else I'll spend the rest o' my afterlife makin' yours a blood hell!" Despite the initial harshness of his tone, he ended in a small, crooked grin. "I'll catch up with you lot later an' when I do I wanna find all of you alive with the same number o' limbs as you got right now." He could feel the blood draining from his face as he turned his back on them and faced the probably hungry crocodile. That'll make two of us. The best case scenario would be that in an hour he'd be trying to figure out how to spit roast a crocodile. The worst case... The worst case scenario wasn't worth thinking about too hard.

He took a deep breath and ran at it. "OI, TOOTHY!" Before he could get within snapping range, he veered off away from both it and the group because he wasn't that suicidal. "GRUB'S UP, COME AND GET IT!" At least if the crocodile ate him he wouldn't have to worry about finding a new place to live and getting rent money, that was a small relief. If he came back as a ghost his living expenses would be cheaper than they'd ever been.

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