*I wipe the blood from my face.* "Yep. My own invention, bigger-than-a-daisy cutter. Got the idea from a few traps we had to dodge at the lab." *I walk over to Gaia, and help her up. I then walk over to Jacob, and carry him to an operating table.* "Poor guy...eh, he'll live." *I start mending Jacob's leg, pulling the bits of lead out, cleaning the wound, et cetera.*