"You're doing it wrong." You pause at the voice, turning and seeing Ike walking towards you. "Doing what?" A crinkle appears in between your brows.

"Your bow." He grabs your wrist and pulls the bow back, pulling it forward, aiming it upwards. "Like this, not downwards." You hum in response, nodding.

You and Ike haven't really talked. Not since Greil died. You separated yourself from him, became a thief, whatever earns a coin. He hired you, again and again, then you just decided to stay. No one talks about the tension between you two.

Soren and Elincia always wonder if there's ever been anything between you two, they've never asked directly, but you're both aware of it, and never bothered to answer it.