Chase smiled, "Yes, we will try it. Be sure to let me know if it works." Chase took a moment to examine his new playmate. Even though he hadn't been outside in twelve years, her skin was still fairer than his. Her eyes were gray to his blue, and her hair was tangled but soft. She was much smaller than him, and seemed more fragile and unkempt, and her fingernails were filthy, but what difference could that make to him? He'd been stuck in here for his teenage years, and had never been exposed to what normal boys would be. He didn't know what beauty was for other people. He was good-looking but didn't know it, and as far as he could be aware, the girl he was embracing was the picture of beauty.<br/><br/>He was perfectly willing to accept that this girl was beautiful--a playmate like her<span style="font-style: italic">was</span>to him. But, he still had a curiosity that he wanted satisfied. Chase removed his hand from her head and put it under her chin, tilting her head up so he could look at her better. "Nyx?" he asked. "Are you beautiful? I've been here too long, so I don't really know what beauty looks like."