Kuja is, briefly, mildly unsettled by seeing Frisk and Chara in the same place- it's eerie how similar they look, in a way that reminds him unpleasantly of the genomes in Bran Bal-

And he still hasn't figured out what to call either one, which infuriates him because apparently that is how this feels. Would it be rude at this point to just be blunt and ask? Bah.

"I hope so. I confess it was chosen more for needs related to... well." He gestures out the window, where Opalescence, sensing observation, stretches languidly in the grass and begins to preen her feathers. "Otherwise I would have simply looked for something in Sparks Golsaucia."