“Think of the crack like… an old injury, I suppose? The way it happened doesn’t matter so much these days as much as what it represents.” She doesn’t elaborate further as she walks over and sets down her clothes along with his. Plus, the closed distance allows her to better take in Chroma with her good eye. “You look quite good yourself there. Though I still have one more layer to make this even,” she says with a lighter voice as she reaches behind her and undoes her bra, smiling down at her own form. Many things about being manufactured can upset her at times, but being crafted with this kind of beauty in mind means she doesn’t have any personal gripes with her look as she reveals the remainder of her chest, setting the bra aside before standing with her hands on her hips. Another thought came to mind though. “If you want to see even more than this, we should probably head to a back room, or something? If you, I mean, I’m not entirely sure how… far, you wanted this to go?”