[It's very, very hard to miss the bright red idiot yelling into the open night air-- especially when he's standing on top of a building. It's a huge distraction, enough that Jin lowers his bow to stare.]

You're seriously in bright red when we were supposed to be stealth?

[That's all the time he's got to complain, though, and the glow of the top of his bowstaff swerves: if not for Inuyasha's warning, he'd have gotten jumped by a woman just behind him. He clocks her upside the head, his staff sweeping under her to knock her into the dirt.

There's not enough coming up over the hill to be completely unmanageable, but...]

I'll thin 'em out. The arrows I'll use won't kill. [He gives the man atop the roof a nod, then notches another arrow.] Then I'll follow you to the front lines. Sound good, chief?