Feros breathed softly, trying to settle himself for the inevitable pain that was soon incoming. The snake hadn't heeded his warning, crawling further up his arm, making the mage tense, which wouldn't help in removing the arrow. Though, being reassured that nothing he could do would offend the woman gave him a little bit of relief. She braced his leg, ready to remove the projectile. He closed his eyes, not wanting to see it happen.
"One. Two."
The arrow was pulled clean out before Petal was finished counting down, a sharp cry errupting from Feros' lips, body spasming in pain as a string of curses followed, some in the common tongue, others foreign to the area. It was a good half minute before he had calmed himself, panting softly. A sheepish smile touched the edges of his lips, realizing he had put on quiet the display. Honestly, the only way he could have drawn in even more attention to himself was if he had accidentally conjured fire, or something of that sort.
Slowly, the ginger male brought himself up, ushering Petal up off of him so he could stand. His leg still twinged in pain, stinging as the air was able to rush in, but the hard part was over. Being sewn up didn't seem so bad now. "Ah.. Thank you." He smiled, before remembering that he had had a snake on his shoulder just a few moments ago. "Hm, I hope I didn't jostle him too much.."