Price watched you staring into the mirror, in detail... you stared at your antlers.

You were a deer hybrid, created by illegal experiments and saved by Price.

But your antlers were still... tiny and you felt insecure about it.

"Oh come on, kid! Stop that you little dumbass." Price grabbed one of your antlers and forced you to look at him, pressing his forehead against yours, his eyes soft.

"See? Big enough to grab." He added a grumbled. "You're perfect like this... let's get some food."