Although Trey had said he came to help, he didn't lift a finger to do so. He just sat on the stone and watched the other two deal with the grave and body. At least Emil was smiling again. A smile suited him and it eased Trey who rarely smiled himself, even if he sometimes wanted to.

Once they were done with that, he hopped down, dislodging Emil from where he'd leaned up against him. He pointed east where the sound of the city dropped off and another sound could be faintly heard by his sensitive ears. "There's a lake," he said. He didn't ask what the others wanted to do, but of course, if someone said they wanted to go walk on the train tracks, he'd be alright with that too. He'd just noticed the serene puddle of water on their way into the city before the concert and it would be like being in their own bubble alone.

"Come on. Let's walk."