"A draw might be the best thing." The board could wait, but he was a bit afraid of what he'd think of it when he saw it in the sober light of morning. He didn't think he would have any regrets aside from sloppy play, but that might have been the wine's influence. No doubt when he woke up tomorrow he'd review it all, word by word, and find something worth worrying over. "I won't keep you. Or keep score, for that matter. You can come back with a clean slate."