[littl3chocobo]

quickly he reached out and pulled the grisgris out of the man's hand and put it back around his neck and under his shirt. "that isn't the same, it is no different that the phone you gave me. something to keep with me at all times," reaching down into his pocket he fished out the cellphone and held it aloft, "equally useless and as much a talisman than anything cirro has given me. i have a phone and it has your number and a hundred more"