Claire rises immediately when Sherry starts to turn, looking in that direction. Her familiar instinctively moves to the girl's side, pressing himself there to offer support, almost like he can understand what Claire's hoping he'd do.

"Over..."

She trails off as well as her eyes catch sight of the frog creature scrabbling out of the water.

"...Well, that's different."

Not what she expected, but that doesn't mean it's bad. Her hand doesn't stray to her gun yet, but she does watch it, eyes going between Sherry and the creature.

"That's the source, Sherry? What can you feel from it?"