"This doesn't look fine," MK said softly as he watched his mentor. He saw the grass die with every touch and his hesitates. Then he pushed aside self-concern and touched Wukong's shoulder. He had to show he was here for his mentor. Like Wukong had been for him. When he was himself and as the Weremonkey. He nodded along with Saya. They could get him anything.

"You issues? Like what? Being cute and cheeky? Or...something else? Talk to us. You listen to us when we got us problems. We're here for you. Okay? And we're not going anywhere."