The knife was razor sharp and perfectly balanced for throwing, and started warming as Shara picked it up, quickly becoming too hot to hold. She'd have no trouble throwing it, but holding it in her hand for anything longer than a few seconds would probably burn her to the bone.
The robot, which vaguely resembled a small T-rex, didn't move. There was a circular hole in its underside.
"Emily, if you can spare it, I need some energy so I can make repairs." Samus asked EMily, seeing they had a quiet moment.