Prince Macaque was resisting the urge to pace as he sat in wait. He wasn't expecting a mate to be arranged for him if he had "taken too long" to choose one himself. Macaque was busy, sure the things he was busy with were visiting and participating in the theater and fighting meaningless battles but still.

His black tail flicked nervously despite his relaxed demeanor, ears twitching to listen to everything he could. He wanted to figure out who you were and how exactly to act before you came in.