She would let the whole Babsy thing slide this time, but that was it. Only because he was very drunk and in pain. She grabbed an unopened beer and opened it up. She was trying so very hard not to pick them all up out of some sense of OCD. "Roy.. Roy, I'm not trying to tell you what to do or anything, but you could have actually shot me. So maybe the arrows aren't an actual good idea at the moment."