Bowyetta gave a bit of a nod, as much as she could at least, and smiled slightly. She had never thought of Smithy that way before.

Her eye widened as she saw the smashed-up arrow. “Oh, Mr. Sir. You have not only saved Bowyetta, but also her arrows as well?”

“Let me take a look,” Beepsumu responded, reaching with her free hand to get a closer look at the arrow. “Heck, shouldn’t be too much harder than fixing up Bowyetta here. They’re a lot smaller, but the process should be the same.”

“Well, yeah,” the Repairman replied, matter-of-factly. “I didn’t think they could have just come back here on their own.” Quickly, he added, “I mean because of the teleportation. No offense.”

As Beep inspected the arrow, the Repairman asked,“Hey, um, need help with the other damaged arrows? I mean, since I’m gonna be here for a bit anyway…”

His eyes widened after a moment, and he chuckled, “Wait, I never got to say why I was here, did I?”