Frerin takes the bottle gratefully, tilting his head back as he takes a swig. The prominent blue eyes of the Durin line shine out of his face with gratitude that Thorin understands.

"A clumsy oaf like you?" Frerin will tease right back, his confidence restored by that one remark. "I hardly think you would be any use with a bow."

But Thorin saying Frerin would have to teach him...that means a lot. It truly does.