Somehow, the worry that he should try to find a way out of the room completed eluded Trenton for a long moment. It could have been his clouded state of mind, but it wasn't until Mr. Southern Charm voiced his concerns that they all conserve oxygen that Trenton actually detracted his full attention away from the barely dressed woman's legs. "Ri-ight."
Trenton regarded the room as a whole from his seated position on the floor. There was so much white that it was beginning to give him a headache, and he scratched the side of his neck with a pained expression as the other two men moved toward the plaque on the wall. Although curiosity made him want to know what it said as well, Trenton determinedly remained on the floor, stretching out his legs. When silence fell between them all for a moment, he finally gave them an introduction to salivate over.