Foster sat on the ground in front of his bow, staring at it intensely. While he had shot bows before while he was on earth, he hadn't really ever thought about how they actually worked. He wasn't that interested in them, and only really did it because it seemed fun in the moment. That's why he simply picked one that seemed comfortable enough to pull back, he didn't even consider those sorts of differences, such as what Skari had explained to him earlier.
The heavier the draw weight, the faster the arrow would fly, and the higher the damage. It sort of made sense, so Foster had no idea why he hadn't considered this yet. He was actually a little embarrassed that it was something that had to be pointed out to him like that. On the other hand, finding out this information actually revealed something else to him as well.