He stood up and looked at her. "I'd rather miss this target before a whole damn fort seeing me as a prisoner" he said and pointed at the fort. "I will never be seen when I'm on a job, except for the target and even he is going to die seconds after seeing me. Just... No" he said and walked past her, placing the bow back onto his back
"Our posturings, our imagined self-importance,
the delusion that we have some privileged position in the universe,
are challenged by this point of pale light.
Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark.
In our obscurity – in all this vastness – there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves."
- Carl Sagan