"Oh, uh... sure." Prompto picks up one and notches an arrow. He has never shot from a bow before. He swallows nervously and aims it at the far wall. He pulls back-

Oop, there goes the arrow, down to the ground. Prompto quickly picks it back up and notches it again, this time trying to keep a better grip on it. He pulls back again and this time it flies... granted, it misses its mark, but hey, at least it went?