Fee narrowed her eyes at the man speaking to her with such disrespect. "There is going to be no reawakening of the gods today. These people are not the sleeping gods as you so think, and I will not stand here and be spoken to with such disrespect. I am more than just 'the fire one'" she spoke, the ethereal but commanding manner in her tone very much evident. "I am not someone you should test the patience of. I am here for those innocent lives you have taken" she warned him, noting where Bane was but made no point of making it known on her face. 

Sam smirked sadly as he decided to just rip the pant leg instead of getting them completely off. "I won't but what I'm about to do is gonna hurt, so I hope you can grit your teeth well" she replied back to him, grabbing the whiskey bottle and pouring some of it over his gunshot wound to make it sterile. She then handed the shikey bottle to John, "here, drink this, it'll help" she told him.