Jingyi summons the staff and bow, handing the staff to the sali first. He pauses, lifting an eyebrow as he considers, his tail still staying at Ryo's thigh. He means it as a form of reassurance, but it does mean a big, blunt, muscled, fur-fluffy appendage is there, at Ryo's thigh, like a particularly shaggy dog looking for attention.

"Would it be possible to borrow the bow for a little longer, for the birds?" He could jump and catch them by hand, or use his sword, but a guy prefers to use everything of his skills (such as they are) at his disposal. Also, he can retrieve arrows, and he won't miss unless they're manipulating wind against him, in which case, ugh.

Either way, with a bow or not, after saying thank you, he turns to Ryo and fixes him with a look that lingers a beat too long.

"I'll give word," he says. "Call me for anything, okay? Promise."

He's not leaving him here without a promise he'll reach out. Once he has that... or if he doesn't, then he'll give Ryo the dirtiest of looks, but one way or another after that, he heads back out through the way they'd been lead in, barefoot and striding toward the front with partial bows along the way. Time to go hunt birds and round up affected sali. He bets he can get them to chase him to the safeguarded area... using himself as bait. Grand.