[It could mean the difference between life and getting eaten by a Trolloc, having shorter range. He's really just thinking of what would happen if a Trolloc or a Forsaken or even just a regular Darkfriend showed up and they had to fight.
He picks a compound up, eying it a bit before drawing the string back to his ear easily.]
...feels too easy. [Don't mind him try others, until he finds one that makes him feel like he's actually exerting a bit of effort to get it back far enough. Hopefully he isn't pulling it back too far for the bow. It doesn't fell like he is, but you never know. So now he looks down at the one in his hand.]
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He picks a compound up, eying it a bit before drawing the string back to his ear easily.]
...feels too easy. [Don't mind him try others, until he finds one that makes him feel like he's actually exerting a bit of effort to get it back far enough. Hopefully he isn't pulling it back too far for the bow. It doesn't fell like he is, but you never know. So now he looks down at the one in his hand.]
This one feels about right. [Still weird though.]