<div class="floatright">(http://i425.photobucket.com/albums/pp340/daggeroflath/tumblr_mfjn49GNI41rkqayvo1_500_zpsfe937118.jpg)</div><hr/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Trent</span></div><hr/><br/>Trent emerged from one of the corridors leading to the locker rooms (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=163930.0) dressed in long board shorts, his leather strap watch and a knotted leather cord necklace. He hung his towel over one of the railings on the wall to keep it safe from any splashes of water, ready to use when he was done swimming. He was still bemused by the insight he'd had into his own behaviour and found himself grinning broadly.<br/><br/>He saw the musician from the lobby sitting down on a bench, talking with the older man he'd seen in the locker rooms. Possibly one of the man's bosses, he hoped the poor fellow hadn't done anything wrong on his first day. Still it didn't look like he was getting told off. Trent didn't feel quite like climbing into the pool just yet, so instead he went over to the deeper end and sat with his bare feet dangling over the side into the cool water of the pool.<br/><br/>As he relaxed he started thinking over his conversation with Kane, introspectively exploring why he had reacted the way he did. It wasn't really that much of a mystery. Kane may not physically look anything like Isaac, but as one of his closest associates he made a good stand-in for Isaac in Trent's mind. He didn't mind the idea of responding to Kane's orders, but at the same time he thought that it wouldn't help his growth any if he just fell back into old patterns. He needed to explore his options first. Perhaps some day he'd look for a new master, and Kane was exactly the sort of person he'd seek out.<br/><br/>But he wasn't ready to give up on the possibility of finding his own path first.