[b]"Still clueless as ever,"[/b] Zaino sighed, setting himself down on the side of the bark adjacent to Ambra and glowering at the arrow that had comfortably made its home. He needed to get it out with as little pain and muscle tearing as he possibly could, otherwise his left arm would be useless for some time if he made a mistake. [b]"I can do it myself."[/b] Straightening the arm down the side, he pulled the sword from its resting place in the bark and carefully cut off the half where the arrowhead faced, tossing it into the shrubs nearby. 

Zaino dropped the sword to the space between him and the woman, slowly prying the remaining half out of his shoulder as he felt a stream of blood exit the open wound and his upper arm muscles begin to twitch. He gritted his teeth, quickly removing his outer coat to prevent it from being stained furthermore. After observing it for a bit of time, he looked up at Ambra, scowling. [b]"I was talking about you, lamb."[/b]