Yolanda silently allowed herself to be led into the establishment, resigning herself to cooperation. It wasn't that she had so quickly given up, moreso that she simply didn't care at the moment. The facility was quite nice, when one got past its actual purpose.

Not particularly wanting to eat, she picked up a slice of watermelon and a canteen of water before being shown to her seat. She sat down opposite the man who had been in the van upon her arrival, who appeared quite hungry. Yolanda observed him for a moment before half heartedly nibbling on the watermelon in hand.