Sean gallegar<br/><br/>Sean grinned for just a moment, then winced, Damn, that hurt! His heart rate was approaching something like a normal rate and he looked up at the woman, "Under other circmstances, I could like a spitefire like you lass, but face some facts... you are trained to think, I would assume, as you're suppose to think on your feet, correct?" he said, trying hard to ignore the pain for the moment, "Your bullets weren't even  slowing the thing down aside from the low velocity kenetic energy of the impact, and that was just annoying the thing. Your back-up was likely coming up from behind your friends and with you safe, they could withdraw back down the corridor... they were staying there, risking their lives for you, and us. With all of us safe, they could pull back and either get reenforcements or get to another of these drop boxes. This wasn't the only one, was it?" he said, in a calm, measured voice. "We may of given them more time by them not having to throw their lives away to keep yours in one piece... in no way do we know that they are dead... and we learned some important information that three more dead soldiers can't report back to command.<br/><br/>He scowled and winced again, "You're duty is not to die, it's to survive and get the mission done, isn't that right?"