[It's hard not to stare at her, positive that his eyes are dilated just so he can take all of her in. The pretty flowers in her hair, the scarf he'd given her around her neck, the otherworldly dress that's gorgeous as well as functional to match. He'd find it hard to believe they were fighting each other if it weren't for the weapons in their hands.]

Maybe. It could be we might of been fighting each other, since you still believe I'm the villain from your dreams. [Que him looking fake hurt over this, lol] ...Or perhaps we were fighting together. Playing along with whatever is going on here is fine, but to be honest, I'm not entirely sure if I'm comfortable firing a real arrow at you. That is, if I had any.

[How's he supposed to use a bow with no ammo? He doesn't see a quiver on him, he's got nothing strapped to his back, just this strange grey uniform with white, red, and black accents to it. Never mind the blue glowing jewel on his belt. Ajax sort of makes a show of looking over his body for something, anything at all, eventually shrugging as he looks back at her.]