[It's an expression Yang catches easily, her own features falling even as she lightly ruffles Zwei's fur before letting him go chasing off with the ridiculously over-sized stick in his mouth.]

Penny...

[Her tone is cautious as she straightens back up, brushing her hands off on her pants as an afterthought.]

I've been wanting to ask but... [But the question is kinda entirely personal. And possibly inappropriate. All the same, she pushes forward.] Was...is there any chance somebody could've...?

[She hesitates because the wording that jumps to mind is "fixed you" but she's well aware of how much that makes Penny sound like some kind of appliance. A thing.

Yang shakes her head and tries a different avenue.]

It's just...you're made of way tougher stuff than the rest of us. I guess I was just wondering if there was any way someone, maybe somebody in Atlas, could've helped you...?

[Unconsciously, her left hand reaches up to grasp at the sleeve near her right elbow.]