Maybe for you. [He doesn't lose track of things at least.]

[Time. But not tasks.]

A nice trip down memory lane?

[Hmmm, what if he holds the button on-]

[The pokeball suddenly opens and there's a light as a creature hops out and right into Red Son's face, falling back. Whether Wukong lets him go or not is up to him.]

[Either way, there's a Litten on his face.]