It was kind of funny in an odd way that while this was the nicest that Frisk had ever seen Kuja act, it was also the most terrifying they had seen him. For a moment, Kuja was faaaar scarier than Frakenmog ever had been. At least he was directing all of that scary energy to a place of goodwill. "Maaaaybe fire a few warning shots instead of outright incinerating them first thing, my guy, but I agree," Frisk says, bemused. "You good with dragon flight? It's pretty cool and the quickest way back to his house."

After a moment of hesitation, the Frankenmog nods. "I accept. Thank you for your kindness, kupo. It will not be forgotten. And yes, I will be happy to accompany you on your... dragon, kupo."