"Hey!" She was guilt tripping him while also a massive demon dog beast. Unbelievable. Even worse, he didn't feel as satisfied by her turning away as he should have. He was tired, damnit.

It took considerable effort, a great deal of fumbling, and help from Drake, but Sanzo managed to get a small bag, with phone and sutra inside, strapped to his side. He could still hear Alley's massive footsteps, so she couldn't be far away by the time he made it outside. He immediately regretted the decision to do so, he felt terribly exposed, not wearing clothes and all. Alley had managed it, however, so he could. Crawling back inside and Drake knowing he'd chickened out wasn't an option.

He jogged off in the direction of the big black blob in the distance, miffed, tail hanging low.