[ As soon as Adra is able to stand without slumping over--- Wukong will cautiously let him go, especially after that slight (but noticeable) reaction, and start to clean up the one cake that had to be sacrificed for Adra's safety. ]

There's so many. You must have spent all day doing this.

[ Mostly because Wukong doesn't know how many ingredients are needed, how much time has to be spent prepping batter and frosting, or the length of time everything needs to bake? But he can appreciate it and can see others are as well! ]

... you know, I knew a human woman who used to put cupcakes in bear traps. 'Yordle Snap Traps', she called them. [ He slowly picks one of the mini-cakes, licking the frosting. It brings a smile to his face, it's just sweet enough. ]

I never fell for one.

[ He's a liar. ]