Trey hung back in the water longer than the others. They all agreed to this vacation so easily and he supposed he did as well. He still couldn't wrap his head around it though. With an almost inaudible sigh, he shuffled out of the water, not caring about the water dripping off of him. He grabbed his shoes where they sat at the water's edge and eyed them for a second like he couldn't comprehend their dryness. Then he tucked them under his arm and caught up to Emil who had waited for him. "Can I help?" he asked. Because that would make this seem real--actually looking at pictures.

"...We're really going..." He said that to himself, not anyone else. He turned his head up the sky so that his hair caught the wind and twisted about his face. "Yeah. I can do that. But I like performing too." He paused, still seeming not to notice he spoke out loud. "I like my bandmates most." And that made everything alright. He stopped talking after that and walked with his same dazed air as usual.