He nodded, "Thank you."
Then as she teased him, his obsidian blush returned. "Oh my, uhm...I was definitely speaking highly of your athleticism..." With the warmth of her shoulder touching his, the Darkling smiled, "...heeh...heeh."
"I don't go for schizo tech. Sure, it looks cool, but, utility always wins out." It was just the way the mundane world worked. "Pragmatically speaking, actual arrows would be more newsworthy than a shooting. Plus, there's the issue of retrieving it. That's a whole situation I'd need a high caliber Contract to fix."