Gasping sharply in pain when hearing a gun go off, and a moment later feeling a sharp pain in her shin, she had to struggle to keep herself from vocalizing her own pain, clenching her hands into fists tight enough that her knuckles turned an even paler shade of white than her complexion already was. Naturally she was adjusted to pain, but not when she wasn't expecting it.<br/><br/>Hearing the warning to surrender, Elizabeth managed a choked laugh while the smoke from the grenade was slowly leaving from the room. Thank god. "You won't kill me." She had retorted in a smart alec manner, though she didn't care much. She had always had a mouth to her. "You bastard, you're probably just looking for money." She then added, using the title given just because she had heard a males voice through the smoke.<br/><br/>She was cornered though, and had no where else to flee. She had corrected her stance, and had her gun aimed about chest height towards where the voice had come from. If she just shoot, maybe she'd make it out alive. But then again, there was probably a whole crew still on the deck that she hadn't entirely been able to watch.<br/><br/>"Stay away, or I'll shoot!" She then very nearly shouted, making sure she'd be heard as she still had her gun aimed towards the male voice, yet little did she know her hand was trembling in the slightest way. She never liked pain, and she could cope in the long run, but at the moment she couldn't have  been more strained, if not terrified, but she didn't let it show in her voice.