Ariadne rolled her eyes at him, getting slowly more annoyed by the sounds around her as she hummed. She blinked in surprise at his words, cringing at the volume and using her hand to block out the suddenly bright sun. She shuddered slightly as her started heaving, wincing as the sound met her ears. She had long since stopped humming. She was between snapping at him for heaving loudly and apologizing profusely, but her brain refused to let her do either. In spite of the worsening migraine pounding through her head, she stumble-crawled over to him, avoiding the puddle of sick as she rubbed his back in gentle circles, using her free hand to pull his hair out of his face and into a low ponytail at the base of his neck. She shuddered and forced herself to look the opposite direction, lest she started heaving herself.

T coughed profusely, growling at a certain point. Marvelously having a stomachache. He had entirely missed when his hair came down but noticed it going back up. He moved a little and wiped his face off. "Please, Adne, do not do that again." He requested breathlessly sitting up, on his ankles with his hands on his thighs to prop himself up.

Ariadne rocked herself slightly on her knees, taking deep breaths. "Shut up." She hissed softly, immediately abandoning his side as he sat up and shifting off to the left so she could sit down and put her head between her knees, taking deep breaths and closing her eyes. Everything was so loud- it felt like something was driving spikes into her skull. It dulled, slightly, with time. Time seemed to move a bit too slowly, though.

An evil smile crossed his face at the sight of her suffering as well. A hint of pity but not enough. He stood up carefully and grabbed his shirt. Rolling his shoulders before he put it on. As much as he's like to roll over and wait for his stomach to stop hurting, he hadn't fixed the bow yet. He picked it back up and tied the second knot off, he stretched it slightly, nocked and arrow and gave it a go. At the second closest target he was off by a couple inches. He was not proficient with smaller bows.

Ariadne stayed settled where she was, blowing out a breath. It took a few minutes, but eventually the insistent throbbing dulled to a slight ache. She lifted her head to see the arrow in the target and his shirt on again. She managed a weak smile. "What, do shirts hinder your aiming ability?" She mocked, rolling over to lay on her back and breathe.

T scowled at her, putting the bow down gently. He'd have laughed but he was still a little uncomfortable feeling after refreshing breakfast. He put his hair back up, seeing as how it'd flopped down. "Your headache should be gone in a little." He mumbled, sounding somewhat winded, as he looked down at her.

"Good to know, little fox." Ariadne huffed softly, closing her eyes and clasping her hands over her stomach. She took a few deep breaths and then opened one eye to find him staring down at her. She opened both to simply peer up at him, between taunting him and apologizing profusely. She took something in between. "Are you... alright?" She asked tentatively.

The elf's head tipped slightly as she showed some semblance of concern. "Yes." Do you want to lie down inside or are you having fun down there?" He asked, smiling innocently. Wondering how she memorized it so easy. He hadn't done it that many times near her. Had he?

"Good." Ariadne said curtly, closing her eyes again and taking a few more deep breaths. "I'm having a lovely time down here. Unless you're suggesting you carry me, I'm quite happy to stay collapsed on the ground." She offered, glancing up at him and rolling her eyes at the stupid, cute little boyish smile on his face. She hated it. It was stupid, and dumb, and stupid, and she hated it.

"Is that an invitation or will you blackmail me for it?" He asked rhetorically and sarcastically, winking. He picked his bow and an arrow. If she wasn't going to shoot, he was. He nocked it and aimed out. A bullseye in the fifth target. Reloading quickly before the first arrow landed and then hitting the sixth, a little off but that was fair considering it was a hundred and fifty feet away maybe.