*Trenton broke the kiss with Sang to glance up at Amelia and, more specifically, the food she was holding
Trenton: Spot on, mate! *Reaching out to grab the bowl of rice I was bloody famished.
*He playfully tilted his head, nipping on Sang's shoulder for good measure before nearly scooping the rice out with his fingers.
Fuchsia: I'm too sober to deal with all of this. *Looking at older Pierce Make up disappearing on me by finding me Sang's secret stash.
Older Fuchsia: Don't tell my daughter how to make sh*t up to me.
Older Trenton: I assure you that Fuchsia won't leave your side. Best of luck using the loo without him standing at the door.
Older Fuchsia: Did you get your degree out of a cereal box or are you going to tell me if my fiance is okay or not!?
Older Trenton: Again, I'll examine him once more in an hour and compare the scans. In the mean time, keep physically extraneous activities to a minimum.
Older Fuchsia: Tell that to your past self.