There's a snort from Iorveth, and he glances over to Shepard pointedly as he says the next bit. "By a human, am I right?" No, he's not done being twelve. And back to Victor, a nod of sympathy. "I've been called much worse. I wouldn't press it on another undeserving."

And he's turning to take point as he'd said, arrow notched in bow at the ready. And yeah, it's not a gun, but lbr, he's had a century with that thing - he's pretty much elven Hawkeye. "Agreed. Forward."