"Yeah. Who really knows." Zoe sounds troubled, a little, as she says it-- magic. She's still only half-believing.

For now, though, she does get guild credit for pretending. "Guess I should see if there's any magic in this little fella, then, doncha think?" She holds up the frog, putting back on that expression of faint amusement. "Or would you rather do the honors, miss?"