Sitting on a chair beside the window, Wukong found he was very uncomfortable being in this small room with a woman. Most especially Judith of all people, who he had found affected him in a way he did not understand. More so after he had told Qui Lin a lie about what she meant to him.
'It was a lie.' Wukong had said, trying to reassure himself this was fact and not fantasy.
Staring at Wukong, Judith couldn't help but sense the uneasiness brewing within Wukong. She had certain guesses as to why, which had made her smile more than once. Trying to clear the air, Judith decided to bring up something to talk about. And since she had a certain question boggling her mind, she found this a perfect opportunity to ask.
"Can I ask you a question?" Judith said, suddenly running her hand through the bed which she sat on as she thought.
