Okay, that? Now that was terrifying. They instinctively take a step back, brushing a few stray hairs out of their face as they gulp. "Um, Kuja, who... who the hell is that? And, um, do we need to help those... those people?" Unfortunately, Frisk could hazard a guess--and maybe something more. They squint at the golem, calling upon that same power to Check Garland. "I'm all for, you know. Just hanging out and waiting to get on the ship and not messing with the crazy-looking tin tyrant."