Since Trey figured the other man was a vampire and didn't go to the studio during the day, he held off from going too early. It wouldn't help his curiosity any and the truth was, he didn't need to do much of anything at the studio. Tre was something of a star and therefore on something of a constant schedule, but Trey's lack of any other life meant he got his work done quickly. Rather, he had enough material to push out a whole other album if he wanted to.

The air outside smelled of car exhaust and dryness. Trey let his feet walk randomly across the city, his sweater pulled tight around his shoulders like he might keep his own moisture inside of him that way. It didn't help much, but he felt more at ease when snuggled up. Whatever people did approach him, he was able to turn aside, pretending he didn't hear them past his headphone and fluffy clothes. No matter how loud the music thrummed though, he could still hear the outside world. Yet another perk of being a Nøkken.

Finally, when Trey felt at the edges of his own limits, he entered the studio building. It was late enough that the sun dipped from the sky some time ago, though Trey felt as if he hadn't walked for long. He didn't exactly operate on a nocturnal schedule, but he didn't exactly wake on a pure diurnal one either. Sleeping and waking without any real design, he found himself often being a creature of twilight more than anything else. He felt alive at this time of night, so the first thing he did was stalk to the cafeteria in order to get three bottles of water.

Trey's eyes lightened on a familiar face in the back corner. Taking his water, he went straight for the table and sat opposite of the other man, his eyes lighting up with something that might be happiness or just the energy that came from ingesting water. "Hello."