He was already starting to pick himself up off the floor and get to his feet when she yelled at him. And he turned to look at her, fully intending to make it worse just to fluster her that much more. Then he saw her with a fucking arrow primed, and suddenly he was regretting this decision immensely.

In hindsight, he probably should not meet girls in armories anymore.

"WHOA!" He threw his hands up, suddenly aware that his life could get all Boromir. "Hey chill the fuck out! We're all friends here, right!?" Please don't let him die like this, god.