"All sorts, yeah. Throwing stars, maces, crossbows and bolts, longbows and arrows, all kinds of guns," he said, then nodded as he tried to push himself up into his chair a couple times. It wasn't really working. "There's a shooting range, yeah. And an archery range."
He tried to get up off the floor again, but he just didn't have the strength. Every attempt was making his chest ache, too. Scowling down at his stupid useless legs, he did the only thing he could do, and nodded at Aaron's offer of help. "I... I can't..." he managed.