She smirked crookedly, shaking her head and stretching her fingers before taking a knife in each hand, "Have you seen me use these before at all?" It was a valid question, really, though it was also made mostly moot when she threw the first knife, passing the second to her dominant hand almost as soon as she had, throwing that one as well, counting to three and grinning as the mannequin, with a knife in what would be his heart and another one not so far off, toppled again, "Damn, out of practice, second one's off."