"Already on it!" Koumyou called cheerfully in response to Roland's suggestion. Yes, fine, he'd admit what he was doing, just leaning against a tree with his back to the fight, rummaging around in his pockets absentmindedly with his eyes scanning the surroundings.

He'd kill for a smoke, right now. Especially once it sounded like the fight behind him was over.

The burst of static from his wrist had the priest covering his device with his other hand and issuing a stern "Shh!" to it, like that would do any good.