Thankfully, the sleeves of his trench were large enough Bullseye still had some mobility with his hand. He scraped the karambit's point down Vesper's side.

As he was using the other knife to try to stab the hand holding his sleeve, Bullseye's keen eyes caught sight of a small imperfection revealed by his karambit swipe. Armor plating not quite tightly knit together like it should be.

A maniac grin spread on his face.