"Back ta who, 'xactly?" His voice is a hoarse laugh. "You don't even know where I got it."

But he's already observing, deciding what the best strategy for stealing the gem back would be. It's a matter of pride, after all, and one hand reaches into his jacket pocket, settling on his cards for a moment. That seems a rather drastic move, for something so small, but he has been spoiling for a fight...