It was a religious thing then, a rank within their temple, monastery, to show what level they were, an acceptance. It was important.

And being a sanzo was so much more. She watched as the sutra was placed in the boys hand and then, because she was very well trained and very observant she saw it. A movement. Her eyes flicked over to the door, face furrowing.

"Sanzo?"

What is it? Who was listening to this scene?

She knows her Sanzo and she is getting to know this Sanzo. She feels this is about to be a very bad moment indeed.