"Bite me, Sa--!" Yorick grunts, head snapping back when the Russian punches him. He struggles when they shove him into the cell, but it doesn't do much good. Admittedly, he's kind of scrappy. "Fuck," he complains, grabbing a bar for leverage.

Natalya's 'home' sucks.

"Hey, fucking commie, why don't you fight someone your own size!" he yells when the guards start roughing up Natalya. "Just 'cause you lost the cold war doesn't mean you gotta start proving your manliness by beating up a woman!"