"Seven? That's more than I've ever talked to." Fred shifted again, now sitting right in front of the girl. She knew she could jump away rather quickly. She'd jump far away; Fred knew that anything could come in a child's body - even something not at all good. Though, this girl didn't seem bad.
"I don't count myself in frog talking." She shrugged, or tried to. It really wasn't a froggy thing to do, not well anyway.