Tyrion winces slightly at the first attempt - he's not entirely certain he should let this young man go running off with a weapon he has no control over. The second time -- well, at least he can shoot it in the right direction.

"All right - so - you'll at least get the arrow in the right direction. So, I trade in goods, information, and gossip. If you have anything good out of the three ... the bow and arrows are yours."