"Oh, that's why you're so mad?" he asked, rubbing the spot on his head where the coin had hit.

Slowly, one hand up in self defense, he reached down, picking up a bow and arrow that were leaning beside the counter next to him. "I got here about an hour ago," he explained, holding up the bow and arrow for her observation. "Set up station on a balcony."

Close enough to help. Far away not to get hurt.