Zakir raised his brows as he examined the woman who had returned his grim and dull demeanor with a wishy-washy, happy-go-lucky character. Zakir received the signed clipboard as he sighed. 

"Oh, I do enjoy doing stuff. Particularly, getting away from people, and getting away from this hellhole." Zakir rolled his eyes as he stuffed the clipboard into his courier bag before hoisting the leather crap on his shoulder and raised the face mask he forgot to wear. Zakir tried to listen to the woman who was babbling on, and on about things that mattered less than a bug getting stomped.

"Yeah sure... Name's Zakir. We leave it at that." Zakir smirked as he yawned. "If I still have any crap to drown after this one hell of a job, I'll come back." the lad shook his head as he particularly observed the black cat which was staring at him... Not a normal stare... it was as if the feline was boring right through his soul... That cold stare. Stare. Back in the tomb. Zakir's eye twitched as he suppressed the memories that tried to surface. He felt the jewel become heavier as he pulled it out from his tunic, and raised it away from the girl. It only took a few seconds for the jewel to shake before it released a small cloud of sand which fell slowly to the floor, and was blown away by the wind in an instant. 

"نكاح!" Zakir cursed as he sighed deeply. "It happens so randomly... I hope you don't mind the sand... I clearly have no idea what this is in the first place, but instincts told me to keep it safe... It was as if my life was tied to this thing. Tell you what, if you tell me what this crap is... I promise to come back once I'm done." Zakir eyed the woman as he held up the jewel to give the neko a clearer view.