[Every last one of his piercings were stainless steel. Of course. Kit had hoped for something among all of the hardware Vincent wore to be at least a little more pure, but it seemed they wouldn't be so fortunate today. Not with that, and not with anything else.]

My handwriting is very good, but... [He offered an apologetic smile and shook his head.] ...what would we even write on?

Even if you feel inclined to sacrifice some of your notebook paper, we don't have everything else we need. The right ink, incense, candles, or fire.

[And what would they write upon the ofuda? Which kami's name would be inscribed? What Vincent proposed wasn't a simple procedure that could be done anywhere or with any materials, not if it was to be effective. A scrap of clothing made of natural fibers could be substituted in place of cheap paper, but it was doubtful the other boy was carrying a brush on his person, or the appropriate ink. A lighter, perhaps. But they had no candle or incense. At best, they were half prepared. And that was being generous.

It was almost as if the something that had stalked them earlier knew that. They could think of all the long-term and short-term means of protection they wanted, but what would truly help them this instant?]

...let's try it with what we have. I can't think of anything else that might work here except evil-eye rituals, anyway.