Frederick just frowns at the laugh, but he just accepts it. He waits for Buttercup to get her fill of trying to fit Frederick's head within her beak. She stops and pulls herself back into the stable, and Frederick sighs, trying to fix his hair so it is at least somewhat presentable. "That would be remarkable, if so. It's a shame that we cannot ask them and receive an answer that we can understand."
Frederick pauses again. He turns his head to look at Buttercup, trying to get his thoughts back in order.
"I try not to let my thoughts on horses color my thoughts on chocobo. On their own, they are remarkable creatures."
He turns back to Togusa and offers him a sheepish smile, "However, I find myself prefering horses more."
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Frederick pauses again. He turns his head to look at Buttercup, trying to get his thoughts back in order.
"I try not to let my thoughts on horses color my thoughts on chocobo. On their own, they are remarkable creatures."
He turns back to Togusa and offers him a sheepish smile, "However, I find myself prefering horses more."