Amanda grinned under her helmet, as she assumed the worst, and her helmet vacuum sealed and the rebreather kicked in. Guns were viable, but recoil would be an issue now, which made her big beauty of a gun on her armor hard to use. However she did have a bow. Pulling it from its sheath, she snapped it and the arms unfolded, no noise heard however as she pulled a plasma tipped arrow, knocking it and waiting then. Amanda's armor was meant for space, jump jets, EVA capability, she was at home in the zero gravity dimensions of the void. Her shielding was flicked on then, a bright orange, then blue aura around her which then vanished from sight. Her armor could take whatever came at her, and she knew it. It was just a matter of playing it smart.