Yolanda looked away from the guard, turning her attention to a male who seemed to be quite concerned for her wellbeing - something she didn't expect to see in this facility. She glanced down as he touched her wrist and cautiously allowed it.

Moving her cuffed left hand up to her mouth, she felt that her lip was split; she guessed that she must have bitten it upon impact. Yolanda gave a small smile at the man's comment and shrugged slightly. 

"I suppose you could say that," She replied. She hesitated shortly before continuing. "I have congenital analgesia. It means I can't feel pain."