"...Will that monkey be sticking around for much longer?"
"You mean Momo?" Robin asked with a faint smirk, as though the answer should be obvious.
"You should be thankful he's here. Back when he was alive, he was a silent assassin.
Now that he's a soul creature, his role has shifted. He's become a specialist in monitoring vital functions.
If something had gone wrong with you—if your heart had stopped, if your energy collapsed—he would've alerted me immediately. I'd have come running."
Robin waved his hand behind the bloated-belly monkey. A white portal, glowing faintly with golden outlines, shimmered into existence behind it. The monkey took one step backward, eyes still locked on the old man with a steady, unreadable stare. Then another step. And vanished into the portal.
