"Of course he isn't mine. I may have claimed him as my vessel but he does not belong to me. He belongs to the Monkey King. First and foremost," She lied. To some extent.

"You know it to be true. His entire being is wrapped up in the Monkey King. His very name is a reflection of Wukong. How funny really. To hate the Monkey King, yet to fall so in love with his successor. You truly are such a broken boy, aren't you? And the Monkie Kid's kindness, his earnestness, and his gentleness were enough draw you in so easily. To salve the wounds the world left on you. Yet dooms you to circle endlessly close to the one who took everything from you. And whose existence you owe my vessel's too. To give you something so great, to take away something else of so much value. The math must leave your head spinning."