Zinda holds up her hands. "All I know is 'no weapons,'" she points out. "I don't see how anyone could kick up a fuss 'bout a lil necklace like that."

Sharon studies the amulet, reaching out to touch it lightly. "Pretty sure we won't need to deal with magic or projectiles," she points out. "But I won't say no to a little extra clarity. Sounds like we're going to need it."