Annabelle is starting to get to her feet by the time Tanya reaches her. "Damn, my head's ringing," she grumbles. An explosion near your head will do that.

Her kit is singed in places and there are a few bits of metal, some the size of her pinkie, sticking out of the body armor. It's probably best not to think about what would have happened if Annabelle had been wearing normal clothes.