[Archer's shoulders are shaking and it almost looks like he's laughing. It takes him a long time to get the shudders under control and he rolls his shoulders absently while he thinks. He grips the notebook tighter so it's not as obvious that his hands are still shaking.

He hadn't thought this had terrified him this badly. He has never been so wrong.]

It wasn't... a threat. He examined the automail to see what it was made of. Then he... he got this look; I don't know how to describe it. It was obvious what he was thinking.