He winced at her question, before rubbing his shoulder. "No, no they weren't. The warning arrow, at least I am guessing it was a warning arrow, bounced off my shields right where Icyn's arrow penetrated them. It was a... reflexive response. I didn't see your scouts there. I saw Icyn and the others, I was back in that forest, and I knew I was about to die again, and just cut loose. It was a negative energy attack, and it should have killed them before they even realized I had retaliated."<br/><br/>He stared at the trees nearby, his face slowly tightening, his left hand digging into his right shoulder, where the arrow had slammed into it. It wasn't until his arm started aching that he started, and looked at it, realizing he had been digging at the wound, as if trying to pry an arrowhead out of it, and shook himself slightly, his face pale and a nervous sweat on him. "Sorry, got lost in the past for a moment. Did you say something?"