"I was going to say, Sanzo will probably end up marching him back to your house and dropping him back in your pond," Amberdrake did indeed deposit the frog in Cassian's lap, though he set the amphibian down rather than dropping him. Dropped, he'd probably hop away in an instant. Set down, things were calmer.

The constant, low-level projection of calm that Drake gave off by default probably didn't hurt matters, either.

"I don't think you expected me to give you the silver after that incident," Drake added, curious, "so, what did bring you here?"