The glance back tells Bioshop he's not sure he has any choice whether or not he is fated to live or die tonight. He'd like to believe he'll live, that he didn't find the people he loved the most just to be gutted by some drug dealer with a love of large cats.
He gulps when he sees his friend, his brother disappear into the darkness of the house and he's left with a man he hardly knows and a rack of explosives to set up. He'll let Erik do the actual setting up. Nate's hand stays around his weapon and he keeps a diligent look for any stray cats.
"No. I couldnae." he returns. "I'll watch ye back. Make sure no one's biting at ye crease..." but their conversation was cut short. Nate did exactly what Erik did, looking over, wondering if he should go but Erik has no one ands Bishop had three men at his side.
That's when the Cat came around, firing his gun sloppily at the both of them, a bullet grazing his head, clipping his ear. Anger flooded and retaliation came when Nate reached his arm out and moved toward the fucker, squeezing the trigger in succession until there was only a corpse left behind.
He looked over his shoulder to see if Erik was done and then reached up to his ear, drawing back a swipe of blood from the close call.