She took a moment to comb her hair, not bothering to wipe the condensation from the mirror. Looking at the hazy reflection, she could imagine herself as she used to be. A big girl, yes. But with a narrow jaw, square white teeth, and without the pointed ears that poked out of her hair at odd angles. The only good part about her transformation had been the fact that her breasts had grown along with the rest of her. From the neck down—if you discounted the overly long arms and extra hair—she had the body of a grown woman rather than that of a teenage girl. Chen had always told her how beautiful she looked. But he was an ork, born and raised. How would he know what a real woman should look like?