The lack of anything from Dodger worries her. She's not been around many shifters but she's pretty sure they'd do something by now, even if they were planning to stay animal shaped. "Dodger?" Her voice goes high pitched, a panic starting to set in. What if he couldn't change?

Girl wrings her hands, taking a few nervous steps away and then walking back up to the table. "You can't stay like this!" That's stating the obvious. She's got to do better than that. Time to think about this rationally. "Have you went and pissed off a witch? If you're not supposed to be a frog, maybe you got cursed. And maybe we can fix it if we know what you did."

Of course, assuming he was the cause might just be barking up the wrong tree.