[His tone is a perfect deadpan. He'd seen Sanzo's eyes go wide out of the corner of his eye -- or as wide as they ever go -- on seeing his face, but the sweat standing out on his face is a different concern. His memories of Sanzo before his own death are blurred, peripheral, but there are a few that are clearer.
And he doesn't remember Sanzo dripping with sweat on clear, breezy days, outside of fever or pain.
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[His tone is a perfect deadpan. He'd seen Sanzo's eyes go wide out of the corner of his eye -- or as wide as they ever go -- on seeing his face, but the sweat standing out on his face is a different concern. His memories of Sanzo before his own death are blurred, peripheral, but there are a few that are clearer.
And he doesn't remember Sanzo dripping with sweat on clear, breezy days, outside of fever or pain.
Mildly, he inquires:]
Are you a shinki?