Namur nodded his head, but kind of off to the side, making a face as he looked up at the blurry blob of motion that passed for Jones's head in his eyes.

"Guess I could chuck y' an' see if y' make it..." he mused, his fingernail running thoughtfully over the lines of his Division tattoo. Then he nodded. "A'ight, let's try it. Go back an' get a runnin' start at me, we're gonna need as much momentum built up as possible."