Yancha stopped struggling and showed Jana his most pleasant smile, though it was likely more menacing then charming. "You'd like that wouldn't you, a little prick from the doctor," He bent at the waist, raising his legs to wrap around her neck. Yancha applied no pressure, just showed that he was not helpless, even if he was disadvantaged.<br/><br/>"You'll see no more of me then any before you, get off me. Our game is over."