whether the move was borne of pessimism or practicality was open to interpretation, but the thought of stationing himself by the archers just in case, simply could not be ignored once it had occurred to him. nursing his no longer hot but vaguely lukewarm cider, etienne took a considerable step back as yet another arrow misfired and stumbled right into an unfortunate person behind him. he whirled round to face them, cheeks red and wide-eyed. "terribly sorry! i am starting to think watching this contest was a bad idea," trailing off quietly, gaze swung back to the action. "no more of a bad idea than putting it on in the first place, though... sorry, are you quite alright?"












