"Is it just me, or is it hot out here?" Beetle asked and wiped the sweat from his brow with his hand. The journey to Hanzo's fortress, following the setting sun, though beautiful was proving to be a hot one for Beetle. Whose thick exoskeleton offered little in the way of temperature regulation.

"It's just you." Monkey downplayed Beetle's concerns. It mattered little to her, whether Beetle was hot or not. Her only concern was getting Kubo safely to her husband's fortress to retrieve the Helmet Invulnerable; one of their only defenses against her family, determined to hunt them down.

"What about you Kubo? Do you think it's hot?" Beetle asked hopefully, expecting the boy to take his side.

"No. I think it's fine." Kubo answered honestly, disappointing Beetle with his answer.

To deal with his discomfort, Beetle would let out a moan once in a while as they walked, sending Monkey's eye's rolling, but eliciting sympathy from Little Hanzo who turned his sword into a fan to cool down his friend, to little effect.

Time passed and Monkey's patience dwindled, because of Beetle's intermittent moaning. Tolerating no more of his complaints, Monkey sighed and informed Beetle of what her acute hearing had picked up. "There's a stream up ahead. We can take a break there."

Arriving at their destination, Beetle raced towards the stream. Disregarding any social etiquette, Beetle dropped down on the ground and dipped his face into the stream to cool it, gulping down water while he was at it. Giving Kubo and his mother the impression of a dog lapping water.

All Kubo could do was watch, while Monkey stared at Beetle disapprovingly. Turning around, Beetle noticed their faces and asked, "What? I was thirsty!"

"You also used to be a man once or have you forgotten how to drink like one?" Monkey reminded Beetle with a cutting remark.

"Of course not! I was cooling my face and drinking at the same time. It's more efficient that way." Beetle tried to justify his actions.

While Monkey and Beetle argued with each other, Kubo approached the river bank. Kneeling down, Kubo scooped water from the stream and drank it from his cupped hands. Never one to miss her child's 'accomplishments', Monkey noticed this and praised her son, while simultaneously targeting a certain insect with bad manners.

"I'm glad I taught you better, Kubo. At least one of us, knows how to drink like a normal human being."

"That's not true!" Beetle interjected with a raised voice, making Kubo laugh.