To be honest, Ichi doesn't care at this point if the sake is cold or piping hot. He gladly accepts it and drowns the aches from the sparring. With the adrenaline wearing off, he notes an ache in his arm, and feels the bandage. The bloody spot has grown slightly, but not much. He slides a finger under the bandage and shrugs as he feels some warmth beneath it, and wipes his hand on the bandage.

"Heh, retribution for bringing your wheeze back." He kneels before the table and refills his cup. There's one more drink left in the bottle. He sips a bit more reserved at the second cup. "That was the most fun I've had in a while, Shadow-san. I hope you enjoyed it?"