Yolanda arched her eyebrows as the male spoke to her, offering up different greetings. "I speak English," She said, neglecting to mention she alsp spoke Afrikaans. "Hello."

He was an unusual looking man, silver haired and gloved. She supposed she shouldn't judge, given her own appearance. She offered him a small smile; after all, she didn't know what his ability was and knew it better than to be rude to someone who could seriously injure her.