"Maybe more than a few if you get yourself a good crossbow and some range time. You ever need someone to spar with, gimme a call." He tapped his chest where the sending crystal hung around his neck, gaze tipping back to the range. "Looks like my break's up. Nice talk'n to you."

It ain't a salute and it ain't a bow, some sorta weird mix, a cant of the head and a click of the heel that may or may not be sarcastic before he slipped back to start shoot'n again.