Vertigo staggered forward----Remy had clearly hurt something there, judging from the way she was moving. She collapsed to her knees in front of him and swayed dizzily. It looked like she was going to either kiss him or faint, but she didn't do either. Instead, she pulled another small dagger from her belt and shoved it into him----right at the seam in his armored chest plate, moving past the armor and into flesh.
"No. This is," she hissed, her robotic hand reaching up and tugging Remy's hair, keeping his face tilted upward so she could get a good look at the pain on his face.