Sanzo wasn’t getting anything from the maybe-a-person in the distance but he was sure getting something from Drake now. He didn’t know if he should be relieved or indulge his increased frustration. Why he could just now feel the healer’s good intentions, protectiveness, with alarm bright and clear, he couldn’t guess, but dammit it was annoying. Not annoying that he had something of a read on the man but plenty irritating that he had less reason to be an ass to him, as much as he wanted to.

The figure at the shed seemed, at least from sight, reasonably normal. Grabbing things that must have been tools. Plenty of traps looked perfectly normal but it could be a harmless villager as well. If he hadn’t fallen so far this wouldn’t be a problem! It would be easy to get himself out of a scuffle with his gun and sutra, if he even needed that!

Sanzo let out a soft, frustrated sigh.