Even if Adam sounded demanding, Trey couldn't help but agree. After that little scene, he wanted to leave this hotel as much as the others. "Yeah...I'll start packing. We just going to...go?" he asked. They hadn't made plans of where to go yet, but they could do that on the road. They'd done such things before and Trey didn't mind where they ended up for now. Just not here.

He slipped off the bed and pulled his suitcases out from under it. Without any real packing sense, he started dumping things inside, starting with the clothes left on the floor. When he realized Adam was still there, he paused and glanced over his shoulder, silent for a second. Was he still worried over him? But Trey was fine now. Seeing Adam helped. He walked over and pushed against the other's chest until he'd moved Adam out of his room. "You should go pack your own things, right?"