“oh dear, are you alright?” his gaze trailing upon your nonplussed state. he was helping you train your archery skills to further strengthen and polish your dexterity in shooting the arrows with precise trajectory.

he lowers down his bow and arrow, placing them down onto the ground before he ambles his way towards you. a look of concern written upon his features as he awaits for your response to his question that wavers with concern for you.