"FRISK, YOU SILLY-WILLY. YOU SHOULD KNOW BY NOW THAT I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, AM HERE FOR YOU IN TIMES OF DISTRESS! YOU DON'T HAVE TO RUN FROM ME." Despite this, his tone remains jovial, if a bit restrained. It's been a... rough couple of. Months? Goodness. "CLEARLY, WE SHOULD HAVE A CELEBRATORY FEAST ONCE THIS BAHAMUT IS TAKEN CARE OF! A GRAND SMORGASBORD OF SPAGHETTI AND OTHER ASSORTED DELICACIES!"
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