"Hey, Caerwyn, if you want you can use my crossbow. You'll probably be much more effective with it than I am, anyway." Uulark motions for Caerwyn to help himself to Uulark's crossbow and gear strapped to his waist and belt, while Uulark continues to hold his spear to receive the charge from any overly feisty kobolds.
"Excuse me," Talashia says, "Does no one else see the -horde of kobolds- pouring out into the city?! This is a huge problem!! Do any of you speak their language?"
"Oh, I'm not giving it to you to keep! I just thought that you might like to use it for this immediate need."Caerwyn acceps the cross bow, hefts it with ease and in one fluid motion cocks it and loads it with a bolt. He kneels down on one knee and sights in on one of the kobolds (one that is headed his way if there is one)
"Are you sure Uulark? this could be what saves you life?"