Trenton: Honestly. Don't be so bloody narky. *He walked up to the older Sang, naturally placing a hand at the small of his back to coax him away from the door Suri.
*She stared at him blankly until Adam signaled for her to uncover her ears
Trenton: Desvelar protocol. That goes for all of you. Hop to it.
*The teens groaned collectively, but quickly got to work. Adam searched through the cabinets and fridge, taking stock of what the former idol had on hand. Richard picked up where Trenton had stopped, beginning to clear off the trash in the living space. Suri, carefully, looked through the closets in an attempt to find blankets and towels for the others.
*Fuchsia also knew what that meant. Grumbling, he used his free hand to snatch the money Amelia had given Sang from his hand. He had to make something out of nothing before they all starved to death.
Fuchsia: This is f*cking ridiculous.
Trenton: Drinks first. We'll sort out the rest later.