"Sun." Macaque greeted through gritted teeth, standing by you, arms crossed in front of his chest– his tail coiled around your ankle. "Overgrown ape."

"Macaque." Wukong greeted back as he stood in front of you both, his smile visibly forced, the air thick enough to be sliced. "Shady coward."

Both rivals glared silently at one another, yet didn't dare attack with you in the vicinity– they'd get along, for now. For you. This would be fun.