Drake chuckled at that, and released Sanzo from one arm so he could wipe at his own eyes with his thumb. Drying, the tears had turned gummy in his eyelids. "Same, as far as assassination attempts go. I do actually have to deal with those on my world."

He didn't comment on or outwardly react to the grip on the back of his shirt, just settling his arm back into place once he was done de-gunking his eyes. "I'm the k'Leshya Clan chief," he decided to finally tell Sanzo, "and thus also the 'king' of White Gryphon, since we adopted everyone there into k'Leshya, too. But here, I'm just some random 'therapist'."

The word really didn't do the job of kestra'chern much justice.