"Little help here, Jason? I've got three kids to round up. I really want to explore the rest of this place, but getting the kids back to town has to take priority."
"There's something you should see before that, Gholog," Jason says. "We've...uh...found the soul of one of the kids..." He leads the half orc back into the dragon's mouth. "It's this way."
Home? The village, that's my home. Take me home. The crystal's voice continues incessantly to Seraphina. The light brightens as Gholog and the feral child enter the dragon's hollow stomach.
Who's this? He's green... The voice says thoughtfully. Gholog could almost swear the crystal is staring at him, a tricky proposition given its lack of eyes...
Is he one of the bad men? He's taller than the bad man you stopped. The crystal asks Seraphina.
Gholog comically rollls his eyes at the 'bad man' talk and tries to look harmless, assuming a toothy grin. In his gentlest voice he says, "Yes, I'm not like these others; you've nothing to worry about from me."
Seraphina considers the crystal. "We're going to have to take it with us, back to the village... we can't really do anything here. And I'd really like to get out of this dragon... the first thing I'm doing when we get to town is to get a bath. We're going to reek for weeks..."