Tonx: Um. Actually, Fife. You stay here. I'll check on him. She pats Fife on the shoulder and walks into the kitchen, leaning on the counter, slightly out of breath. She spots Trenton. Ye 'ight mate?
Meanwhile, Fife notices the plate Tonx had left.
Fife: Ooh, she left her curry here. She takes a couple of bites out of it.