Once Emil was done, Trey crouched down, careful to keep most of the spilt blood off of him. Unlike the other's, he lifted a delicate wrist to bite into. Honestly, the girl was bigger than he was. It would be awkward to shift her to aim for the neck. He drank until he felt sated, not the least bit bothered by it. Placing the wrist down again, he looked up at Adam. "Just finish her already." Said blunt as usual, it sounded like a complaint or demand, but he simply thought it was pointless and a little cruel to draw it out. He didn't feel the same sadness that Emil did. Trey did try to understand that, but even though he had the cute cherub face, his personality lacked that same cuteness. He would be practical and kind when it suited the situation though.

He plopped down into a seated position and lifted eyes to stare at the other two, his expression not changing except his bright cyan eyes drooped a little with post-feeding drowsiness. Maybe after they got rid of the body, they could go out for a night stroll. He didn't mind doing that with the other two. He'd grown to accept them as something like family.