Her lip twitched at one point. The line work of a tattoo is a cake walk, it's when the shading and detail were being done that was the hard part. She was used to pain to a degree. Her powers allowed bullets to bounce off her, but leave bruises in their wake. Knives to bend once they touched her skin, leaving only a papercut behind. But that was when she was at full power. When she was powered down, she could feel pain and be hurt like anyone else on this planet.

But Enforcers rarely showed pain, if they did it was a sign of weakness and worthlessness. You did not cry, you did not show pain. You were a sword and shield for your Guild and "King". So while this hurt like a mofo, she refused to show even the slightest bit of discomfort or pain. Instead her mind drifted off into some place happy.