Valmer had you cornerd. Your heart was beating out of your chest - you couldn't even see properly through the adrenaline. He has his bow drawn. He's not even breathing heavily. He's not sparing one caring glance for you.

Though, he hasn't shot. He stands there for what feels like forever. Finally, his eyes soften a small amount, and he hesitantly lowers his bow. He quickly looks around to check if his comrades are watching - then promptly picks you up. He was going to save you.