Jacob's style is entirely winging it. He goes in with a job to do, a target to kill or a piece of information to gather, and he works out how to do it as he goes. It works for the most part. His sister is the one who plans every little detail. It doesn't stop things going wrong.

The question is unexpected, but her turns his head to look at her- what part of her face is visible under her hood, and he wonders if the language she speaks doesn't have a similar phrase, which is why the communication device he wears has translated it verbatim.

"It means with luck. Don't have any idea what it has to do with fingers honestly."

There's not much sound in the temple above their steps and their voices, it's unpleasant- but the building is not empty. There's a number of people around if his senses can be trusted. They are simply not interested in the strangers in their midst.

"If we behave and act like devotees we shouldn't get stopped."