"I don't drink," Amberdrake smiled again, a touch wry. He guarded far too many secrets to let his defenses down like that! "Sanzo does, but he rarely drinks enough to get drunk. I'll pass that along, however, just to be safe."

He clasped his hands behind his back, and considered for a moment.

"Everything is fine upstairs, though I wished to speak to you about this barter system. I don't know when Sanzo will be back up to strength. If he cannot quite make up his end of whatever bargain you two make later, even briefly, then I volunteer to make up the deficit. But," Drake chuckled, "I make this offer out of his ear-shot for a reason. Sanzo's pride is important."

Not just to Sanzo, no. Just... important.