Chase gave the girl called Stella a pat on the back and a smile. "Your turn," he said in an encouraging way. He noticed she looked less than enthusiastic about the tasks. "If you take on a live person, they'll be killed even if you fail and die. If you don't want them to suffer you can just kill them in as quick a way as possible. That's really the most merciful thing you can do in this situation-- unless you're fine with just not eating."<br/><br/>Chase wandered over to the girl who had just finished and sat next to her on the bench. "Hello," Chase said to her. "My name is Chase Hisuka. I'm new here-- well, new to the residential wing." He gave her a smile. "I'm starving so I kinda just want to get this task over with so I can go eat something half way decent."<br/><br/>Chase thought for a moment. Even he could tell he was acting different than he normally did. He could tell the second personality lock had changed him, just like it did the first time. For some reason, he felt more tolerable of people in general. He could feel the sadism still inside him, but it was dimmed significantly. He no longer felt the constant burning urge to inflict pain on others. Instead, that feeling seemed to have been replaced by the urge to socialize and be friendly. Part of him thought it was weird, but most of him didn't really mind. It was weird. His entire thought process was different...<br/><br/>He snapped out of his little mental journey, which had only lasted a brief moment anyway, and looked back at the girl who'd just finished her task. "So, what's your name?" he asked. "Been here long?"