Who could that be who just knocked? I thought the others didn't want to have anything to do with us... Abigail seemed of the same opinion, as she rolled her eyes before opening the door, revealing Trevor, the tall man.
Abigail: What is it? Didn't your brain catch the message? We are not coming back!
Trevor: H-Hello everybody... hum... how can I say this... I'm not here to tell you to come back, but actually... Can I join in?
This is an unexpected question from him! Why did he change sides?
Trevor: I know it's sudden and all... but Revand is starting to scare me... He asked that we willingly touch everything so that we can find what transforms! Samilla and Hadley decided to cooperate... But it's just too much for me...
It is strange to see the one that seems the thoughest here cower... but at the same time, I can only understand with the hell we found ourself in... I feel a heavy throbbing in my head...
Abigail: I don't know man... a single guy in a room of girls would be kind of strange...
Trevor: Farim's a gi-? I mean... Yeah that could be strange... but I swear I'll not bother! I just don't want to be alone...
Myself: ...
Farim: What do y'all think?
Farim had looked at the cat girl and me while saying that, implying that we talk about it. I'm not really sure I want Trevor in... He's always been looking at the girls strangely since we came here... and his past that Tristan did imply some... strange relations with women.
Abigail: You know what? Fine. But if you come here, you have to listen to my rules!
Trevor: Isn't it Vivian's room?
Abigail: Details. First, no staring, peeking, looking, glancing or whatever else okay? We're in a critical situation, and we don't need a pervert in the group!
The words seemed to surprise Trevor, but he stayed silent.
Abigail: Next, you gotta tell all of us if you touch something and feel strange okay? We wouldn't want the transformation to pass under the rug...
Trevor: ...
Abigail: And finally, no mocking!
Trevor: On what?
Abigail: You know exactly what!
Her tail swished in the air in discontent, almost slapping me in the process.
Trevor: Okay... Can I sit now?
Abigail: Yeah, come over here!
Trevor came sitting right next to me, is towering presence intimidating me a lot. I tried to reced further, but I just hit the wall of my room.
Trevor: So? What do you talk about here?
Abigail: Well, we were talking about our "Tristan event". What do you have to say about yours lady catcher?
Trevor: I... don't call me like that... I know I shouldn't have done this at work... It's just... After my wife left me I... I felt an emptiness in me... A gaping hole piercing my soul... So I tried to fill that hole with... Well with other women... I don't know what came to me when I made that choice at my office a while back. Maybe... Maybe I'm not who I thought I was...
Farim: Was she good?
Trevor: What?
Farim: The girl.
Trevor: .... Yeah... a lot.
Farim chuckled.
Farim: Don't worry, if theres something I know, it's that you shouldn't linger about action you did, but rather focus on what you want to become right now.
Trevor: Poor choice of words considering our situation...
Farim: Yeah but you know what I mean.
It is a little more awkward with Trevor in the group, but we kept talking fairly. This is not too bad... Could we really live here? If this place was not cursed or whatever, we could have had a great time here... It's kind of sad...