Paula, after being hit by the blast, stumbles forward a few feet before falling, then rolling back to her feet like a ballerina in boot camp, though she's rubbing one armored shoulder. Though the hair on the back of her head is a slightly darker blond, it still looks fantastic. Her expression is that of masked pain, though it doesn't show at all in her voice.
"I'm alright, sir. I'm not sure about the bounty hunter, sir." She turns to look for said brunette, her hair whipping around as she spins a 180 at the sound of Claudia's gun. She let loose a curse as she dashed back toward the armored girl, knelt beside her, grabbed her by the armored collar and slapped her in the face. "WAKE UP!"