When Flauros punched her in the stomach, her mouth formed an O, but so did her eyes, so she looked more surprised than in pain. Then she was flying again, this time throwing her arms out as she smacked against the wooden floor, landing face down. Still unaccustomed to having breasts, she wasn't prepared for that extra spot of pain during the landing.
Leaning up and using one arm to brace herself against the floor, she swept her red hair out of her face and chuckled. "Just a little more, please?" Again, the pout. "I'm not even crying and I'm just a little girl."
Then she stood up and wobbled over to Flauros, where she wiped some of the blood from her upper lip and smeared it on his cheek. "Now...what were you saying about ripping some skin off?"