By day 5 he's no longer pretending to be a tree in the forest in hopes he gets killed by moss and rust. But he's still not happy about being here, and his disassociation and trauma about these shorts are making his reflexes way less impressive than normal.

So when an arrow comes thwinging across the field and into his leg he just stops and looks at it stupidly. It can't pierce his tungsten exterior so no damage done as it tumbles to the ground. But he's not really processing that right now.

He could pick it up, but that would mean his face is closer to those bright red crocs on his feet, and like hell is he going to do that.