Mary glanced casually at Nadia, then snapped into motion "Shit!"  She yelped "Why didn't you say something!"  She pushed Nadia into a reclining position on the couch and pulled clothing away from the wound.  "Low caliber, flesh wound but Jesus!"  Mary noted that the wound wasn't bleeding nearly as much as it should have.<em>Hunter mojo, I suppose.</em>"This is gonna hurt  you want something for the pain?"