There's never a "last straw" for Macaque. Not for you.

He might have had a breaking point for Sun Wukong, frustrated snaps at MK, and ungodly destructive spirals at a world that refused to conform to his wants and desires, but, for you, he was never anything but patient.

Even when you hid yourself away in the darkest corners of dusty closets, or camped out in the crevice under your bed, and even when you came out of your room, wrists clutched to your chest- he was there, waiting.

"Arms out, kiddo."