She looks back at Jolie in surprise, at the concern, and instinctively folds her arms tighter to hide her burns in the folds folds of her voluminous sleeves. Even if the act clearly makes her wince in pain before she looks away.

"It's nothing. I'm-- allergic to iron," she mumbles, tilting her head slightly so her hair makes it harder to make eye contact. "Which I didn't know until they put me in fucking handcuffs."