Bow-training had been outside of Duv's Imperial Service Academy classes, a thankfully antiquated weapon on Barrayar by the time he signed on. The swords had always been more for show in modern times though he'd feel more comfortable attempting to wield one of those than a bow. He eyes the closest Barrayaran as he tries to decide his odds.

"And who are you planning to aim it at?" he asks with a slight edge to the question. Duv's not sure which side he'd prefer his fellow 'exotic' to take fire on.