Chance smiled a bit, chuckled under his breath. Well, now he had a motivation other then his parents approval to motivate him to do his best at mechanics. He was kind of looking forward to it.

The moment they left the mansion grounds, it really hit home that Dorian was deaf. What was he doing in a car with someone who couldn't hear? Chance gripped the edge of his seat, knuckles white, for at least half the trip to the junk yard. By then he realized Dorian was no worse then any other teen at the wheel, with or without hearing. He relaxed, and started paying attention to the area. It was all so different then the places where he usually hung out after school.

When they pulled in to their destination, he struggled with it. He didn't know how to act there, so he stayed quiet and stuck like a burr to Dorian's side. The idea of an eighteen hour day of work, plus school and now the tutoring Chance had piled upon Dorian's shoulders ... it made him look at the deaf youth with a mixture of awe and, well he wasn't sure what the other emotion was. He just couldn't believe it.

"How do you do it? Work, go to school, and now tutor me on top of it all?" Chance tilted his head to make his lips all the more visible after making a motion with his hand, waving for Dorian to look at him.