Nathaniel looks positively steamed. And Anders' comment seems to him to be a little more directed at Nathaniel than at himself, covering up Nathaniel's spectacular fall as a gesture of kindness. But Anders seems to be embarrassed as well. So. He takes the offered hand and gingerly begins to stand up. A six-foot-two longbowman trying to move on ice is sort of like an elephant trying to move on ice. Big, lumbering, and hilarious as shit.

"Delilah used to make me slide on the ice on the creek with her. Half the game was trying to push each other down. I was scrawnier back then."

About eighteen years shooting a longbow has made dramatic changes to Nathaniel's physique. Always weird when his clothes fit his left shoulder differently than his right.