Bullseye staggered back a bit, his eyes immediately narrowing. In a sudden movement, he slammed his arms forward, attempting to shove her backward. More than likely, the adamantium strengthening his skeleton would at least demonstrate some bit of his strength.

"Like who? Chances are, I've already got the hit on them. Even more so are the chances that I've already beaten the shit outta' 'em at least once. And see, that means I've already pissed on them waaaay before you, sweetcheeks. People who get away from me? My territory. So technically, you're prancin' around in my shit."