Horrendous, But Beautiful "Cry. I'm your friend, right?" Felix began a very strange conversation. Cry looked up from the yellow blanket he had wrapped himself in. "Of course, friend," Cry replied in his sexy voice. Felix. thought about that voice, how beautiful it was. Would it match his face? "Do you think," The Swede was cut off by Cry. "Trust me. You don't want to see it," Cry replied in an irritated tone. The Swede looked away from the masked fellow, trying to think of some way to get that mask off of Cry. "You don't trust me?" Pewdie said in a sorta innocent tone. Cry sighed and stood up. "Listen Pewds, I am protecting you," Cry stared at the man. Felix's face had no expression on it. He stood there, staring at the man in front of him, determined to get that mask off. Curiosity consumed the Swede. He was dying to know what that poker face held from him.