Well that's- that's an interesting shapeshift. As much as his first thought is to look back at Kubo with a broad grin, straightening up to greet him- Beetle pauses midway.

"Kubo-father?"

He sounds surprised by the term, but not necessarily for being called 'father'. It stirs some memory in him, which is always a difficulty; those things have a habit of dancing just out of reach. And chasing after them is normal, but this one-

This one seems important. Give him a minute to work this out, the hand of an upper limb touching his mouth while another makes a vague gesture at Kubo, another tracing to the Monkey-now-Woman, the last pointing back at himself.

"All right, let me- just-"