Bonzo pulls his lightsaber back over into his hand, putting it back on his belt, and then tries to get to his feet. He doesn't quite succeed, but he's at least not laying down.

"Son of a bitch..." He looks down at where the bullet hit him, and reaches over with his uninjured hand, feeling the wound carefully. He can feel a fleshy mess, but it's not a hole. He feels along it...

"I think it broke one of my ribs..." He then feels his back. "Body armor pushed it aside, though." Said armor, not terribly strong, has a small crack in it where the bullet clipped it.

And of course, all of this doesn't change the fact that he has a nasty, painful, bloody mess in his side right now. On the bright side, it's not spurting too badly, so no veins were severed.