The first time Macaque saw you, you were sitting in a tree, looking up at the sky. He was in the process of gathering food for you when he saw you.

"You should really stay inside. It's safer there," he called out.

You ignored him, seemingly deep in thought.

He climbed the tree and sat next to you, his tail curling around your shoulders.

"You can't sit out here all day," he said playfully

"What's your name?" He adds "I'm macaque"