[He looks around gravely, before he turns to look back to his Queen.]

I can drink a great deal -- but I think to conjure this, I would have to drink myself to death.

[He inhales, and his fingers move across the line on his throat. A smirk, then, before he shakes his head.] That you are safe? That is my greatest fear removed. Anything else that anyone here would like to try? They are welcome to it. My bite and bark are equally nasty.