Jin Ling doesn't know if there's anything they can do, but it's something that he can say for the sake of this man's privacy. Either way, it doesn't seem like the memory is ending any time soon. He's stuck watching it as they maneuver through all of this.

The boy didn't really have a response for them leaving. He felt like he heard something he shouldn't have. Not that he recalls them exchanging names or anything. Perhaps, that's probably what he might stick with if Sanzo didn't say anything. Though, the younger version of this man seemed a lot less annoying. Though, it reminded Jin Ling of his youth, when he was much younger than this version of Sanzo. How he would obediently listen to his shushu, and jiujiu. Also, the massive tantrums he threw when he was bullied by the other kids.

Jin Ling shook his head to get rid of those thoughts, before kneeling to pat his dog.

"It's not my memory. That's up to you. We'll have to keep going anyway."