Maybe you should reconsider. Bananas are the best, just like me.

[ Careful to avoid the crap, he gets back to his feet while putting his staff back into his tail's grip as well as slipping the bananarang somewhere secure. Though he wouldn't outright admit it, Wukong definitely didn't account for two weapons that relied on his mana being used.

And he definitely wouldn't ask Kojirou to share at this moment, if he's so squeamish about a little poop. Wukong DID try his best to not get any on him, but it's inevitable. A nice, hot bath would easily remedy the solution.

What doesn't a bath fix, though? ]

Fine. Better do a good job, because I don't feel like picking a bunch of feathers and beaks out of my skin if things don't go well.

[ And he starts grabbing as many of the stolen things as possible, gathering them and stuffing them into pockets and any empty space that he can. ]