"Throwing things is an option, too, but this makes them go faster. Or it should." He glowers at the bow before turning his attention back to Finnick. "I saw that, and once I have a bow that works and arrows that are halfway decent, I'll take the time to do that."

He's still just fumbling around in practice, right now, and he doubts feathers will be quite enough to make it work the way he wants to. But he'll keep that in mind.

Instead, he asks, "What was your name again?" He's seen Finnick around, of course, but if he's heard the boy's name he's since forgotten it.