"Hmmm," said Shunsui, "Yes. I find things, and I lose them. I keep finding sake..." He held up his half-finished bottle, then produced a full one from his sleeve, "Which is all well and good, but where is the fun in drinking if there is no one to tell you when enough is enough? There's no way to know when you are properly drunk."

He gave a huge sigh, as if this was truly a tragic situation. Then he smiled, hoping to put Rabi more at ease. "Who are you?"