This Sanzo didn't remember him. He didn't remember any instances of working with Drake in dangerous situations like this. But Drake's memory was intact, and he tracked where Sanzo looked. Hm. He adjusted his hold to brace the monk up better in his arms, and shut his eyes for a moment.

His shields lowered, slow and cautious. As much as Empathy could potentially help him locate those near-by, it could also give him away. He wouldn't project, of course, but if there was another Empath involved...

Well, besides Sanzo, of course.

It was frustrating, though -- his Empathy barely reached past whispering range. It didn't even pick up on the shape the pair had both spotted, so feeble was it. That was beyond alarming; Drake's Empathy had always been so strong that it was a detriment to him. Why was it taking a vacation now?