Childermass shakes his head. He can't remember being slipped anything. He can't remember the fae getting that close, certainly not after he had gotten shifty about him. Not unless you counted the whole stabbing incident. Besides, he has half a mind to protest that isn't being stabbed threat enough? Perhaps they had missed.

"They tried to trick me into a promise," he replies. "To try and keep me quiet. No doubt so that they would not have to worry about whether I lived or not."