It wasn't his story to tell. Snow White looked between Kuja and Frisk, but he didn't have to wait long before Kuja spoke up himself. It was a strange relief that Frisk should know. If things went badly again, they needed to be able to work together. Snow White let out the breath he'd been holding and nodded. Things would, and did, get ugly around here. But at least Ashe was likely right -- it couldn't get much worse.

Snow fastened his safety harness snugly. As Kuja departs, Snow follows, not wanting to be last.