[She's not falling for his act, is she? Hans notices the less than impressed look that she's still giving him, showing that he hasn't been able to convince her at all with this charade. He wonders if he should keep trying to push his ideals or acquiescence to her demands and for a moment, Hans seems to consider something, before adopting an apologetic look.

He's had enough fun for today; he'll surrender his arrows to her. Her potential future cooperation with him is probably worth more.]

This bow is actually mine, but... if you're truly uncomfortable with what I'm doing here, I'll give my arrows to you.

[True to his word, he begins to remove the quiver from his person.]