The bloodied and scarred shotgunner drops to his knees and begins blubbering, begging to be spared, pleading for his life, whatever he can think of. (DC 20 Sense Motive reveals that this is mostly out of fear, not any true sincerity to change.) The rifleman, his arms still in the air, says "We were jus' followin' orders! We weren't gonna hurt noone if they gave us their stuff! I didn' even want to go, he made me!" He points to the shotgunner, apparently their leader.