Frisk looks just as lost as Kuja. It's clear that they weren't exactly expecting this either, even by the standards of their other moogle exorcisms. "I..." They look at Kuja, shrugging, then back at the Frankenmog. "Okay then. So, uh... just stick to your shack and try not to scare anybody, I guess?"

"Please, I beg of you, don't go!" he says, flinching. "I have not had proper company in so long!"