He had let Widow do her work.  She was quick and effective in staunching the wound.  "I'm okay now, Widow," he looked around and looked at Reaper.  He could see that he had a nasty looking shoulder wound.  "Go check Reaper.  Rome! If you're not dead, get your ass over here! Everyone reload and check your weapons!" "Sir, with all due respect, does FATHER have any idea what the FUCK these things are?"