Really, so many arrows being discarded. He is truly being careful with how he gathers them and rolls them up in cloth each time. Did not the one called Cupid not warn them of these? Either way, he left nothing to chance as he collected them to put them away later.

Carrying the bundle with him, he moved back to his brother with a brilliant smile. "Did you get the one over here? We should pack them away carefully just in case. We do not wish to be..." He paused and canted his head to the side. "Muindor... is something troubling you?"