Trey continued to stare at the body even as the other man stepped around it, apologizing. He didn't sound sad though. Perhaps not without remorse, but not exactly sad either. It confused Trey so that he hesitated to respond, not wanting to say the wrong words. "Oh." He turned to follow the other man with his gaze as he exited the door. That was it? A word of apology and then he planned to leave the body there on the floor? It wasn't that Trey cared an exceptional lot. The other guy probably misunderstood that Trey felt saddened by the engineer's death in particular. He didn't know the guy's name though. He didn't know anyone's. It was just the right thing to do right? He felt something because someone died.

So, because the guy who did it seemed not to feel that, Trey turned to follow him out of the studio room. The guy didn't stop and walked all the way out the front door to a car which he leaned against, not seeming to notice the smaller person following him. Trey stopped a few feet away, his unnaturally blue eyes shrewd on the other man.

"You left him there." He dropped his gaze to stare at his juice box, but didn't take a drink. It was probably empty anyway, but he didn't even try to sip out the last bit, instead returning his gaze to the other man. "You'll get in trouble if you walk away. Other people will be sad." Probably. He thought that was the way that death and people worked after all. Even he felt that there should not be a dead body on the studio floor. It was just...sad.