He slips his hand from her pocket seamlessly enough (seamlessly, get it?), unwinding his arm from around her so he can fetch the map. Nate shakes it out with a distinct flourish.

"If I'm right about this, we'll want to head North. We'll need to find a building there twelve stories tall at least. From there, we should be able to find the markers Polo wrote about." So long as they could get the angles right, finding the right temple in this mess would be a piece of cake. "You've got Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dummer running around in the South end, right?"