She looked up at him with an uneasy yet still devious smile. She grabbed at the knife in the wall and through her hand with her teeth then grabbed it with the hand it was just stabbed through. She avoided trying to reattach her other hand since her regeneration was a type of transformation. Naomi stood up, feeling wobbly but manageable. "Such a pretty face. It's..a shame...that I have to ruin it." She lunged at him with the fillet knife in her still-attached hand, held with the blade pointed down so she could slash instead of stab.