A fool could tell by her face that she had heard. And something told the archer that that had been a very big contributing factor to her changing him. He took a step back from Rebekah and nodded some. When she spoke of needing a soldier and scratching backs, he glanced up at her.
"So long as you don't turn me into some mind slave, you got a soldier." He looked her in the eye. "I've had someone pick and play in my brain before and I'm not letting that happen again. So if you can agree to that, I'll follow you. You did save my ass and allowed me to have some more time with Natasha." Once he could figure out how to tell her he was still breathing and "alive" in a sense and not a zombie.