Kuja allowed himself to shift into a more crouched position, giving his legs some relief while not entirely sacrificing the ability to move from this spot should the need arise.
"It's a fitting enough place for me to live out my remaining time," he replied, answering the question in possibly a different manner than had been expected. No real need to tell the stranger his reasons for staying, two useless creations of Terra left to wither away and die on a world they never really belonged to, what else could be more of a fitting place for him to live out the rest of the time allotted undisturbed?
Time for questions of his own now though, "What were those creatures you had following me? and if I may ask, why such interest in an obviously dead tree?"