Aya knew there was nothing she could do against the bow and arrow except flee, and yet in this circumstance this girl was so arrogant that there was no way she was going to be intimidated by her. She picked up the arrow and held it in one fist, intending to use it as a weapon should it come to that. "Truly, I was implying your intelligence. But perhaps I was wrong. You jump to conclusions about what I'm trying to say." She shakes her head. "No, you are no healer. You are just like any other Brom. Violent and cruel. Have you let me live only to toy with me?"