"Practice." Lorraine shrugs. "Constant practice. There are no 'quick' ways to train the eye, but I might be able to pass on some ... advice." She wrinkles her nose. Crossbows are /nasty/ little beasts - even in the hands of the ill-trained. "We may have to settle. I fight well enough from the saddle, if need be, and Imrahan does not spook at blood."