[ Natsuo frowns a little, knowing he'll get antsy if he's the one who's made to stay on stand-by. But he can't argue because Jiro's the one who knows where that man is, not him, so he relents, digging into his pocket and pulling out a flat gemstone— clear with gold flakes embedded inside— and hands it to Jiro. ]

Fine. This'll repel some of those bullets and keep them off your back. Keep that on you, and give it back to me when you return. Now hurry up and go so we can get out of here.