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Wukong: *shifts uncomfortably under the intense gaze* Stop looking at me like that. *clears throat* I'm serious Macaque, we need to-

*Teatree suddenly reaches both tiny paws toward Wukong, making soft baby noises*

*Macaque freezes* Uh... *Wukong steps back* No.

We seeded the energy that created you. *judge's smile sharpens* Your father's grief made him vulnerable. We whispered through the shadows until... *gestures lazily* he created exactly what we needed. *Lei's hand tightens on his axe*