Ella narrowed her eyes at Terrence laughing but was somewhat amused herself. Of course, she'd definitely be punishing him later, but that had always been the plan, not just a consequence of his laughter.
She was hyper-aware of his presence as he got her ready to shoot the bigger gun. After this many years, one might have thought them being together would get old, especially with them being cooped up in that tent for an extended period of time. The truth was, she felt like they were backpacking through Eastern Europe again, like they'd just really gotten together. It was a great feeling, like the were new and old all at the same time. Maybe it was the fact that they were kind of free now.
Nodding once, she lined up her aim and easily pulled the trigger to shoot the first target again. This one packed a much bigger power than the other one had and so she hadn't really been prepared. She stumbled back and, unable to regain her balance, she fell onto her arse. She looked back toward to target, anyway, and saw that she had actually hit it. It was hard to be arsed off about falling when she'd actually hit her target. Next time she'd be more prepared.