Chase frowned, but in the way that relayed he was mostly considering it rather than being blatantly displeased. After a few seconds he shrugged, but it looked like it took a little more effort than usual. "I guess. He deserves better, though."
He sat up, stretching his arms up and around to loosen the muscles in his back. When he was done, both arms flopped back down again and he sighed, mulling over a thought he'd had several times before. He didn't really know why he was bringing it up now. Maybe just thinking Kiley had been right with her theory on what he'd be doing right now if Zenith had never happened. "You ever wonder how different you'd be if you went back to the real world tomorrow? Like...if everyone just woke up in their own beds, and their lives just went right back to normal. You...think you could ever just go back to doing what you did before? I mean, in theory. Like, say...you couldn't or wouldn't look for other people for some reason."