[He understands a few things, but Turbofoxes aren't the smartest creatures on the planet, no. Frank looks up at her, licking his snout and tilting his head.]

Yip Yip Yip? [Why so gloomy, lady. Frank's head dips down again and grabs the trim of Saber's dress with his hangs, giving it a little tug. He wants more food, please.]