Letting Carbuncle up onto his back, Beast Boy waited until he was situated before he moved up to large paws again, eyes going up to Kronk. "I'm not going to ask where that came from," he said with a predatory looking grin, not on purpose but simply because that was how it turned out in this form. He peeked back to the summon on his back, before dipping his head down and sliding it through the strap of his journal so he could carry it.

"Lead the way, Kronk. Once we get him in some clothing, we'll get him to learn how to walk," he was grateful that Carbuncle hadn't understood what 'crash in a flaming wreck' was, as that might not of lead to very safe results. Actually, Beast Boy knew that it wouldn't of ended well if he understood these words.