<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 recognized the employee who walked up, a lot of the staff had remained nameless to him and particularly those who only remained in the short term. He thought Jayson must have been working at the bathhouse for as long as Trent had been attending as Isaac's guest. This was the first time they'd ever really spoken though.<br/><br/>He was amazed already at how much the staff's reactions to him had changed since becoming a member. Hearing his name, rather than just 'boy' was a change and... master Trent? It felt good, but also more than a little strange.<br/><br/>Then he almost started crying when Jayson offered his condolences on the death of his lover, it was the first time he'd heard those words. Isaac's lawyer had never said it, but then Trent thought the lawyer felt that his client's street-trash boyfriend should be glad to receive his amazing inheritance. As though that had ever been what he wanted. No one else ever really knew the couple. He'd thought no one would ever understand that he'd truly loved Isaac.<br/><br/>Overwhelmed by the emotional moment, Trent stepped forwards and wrapped his arms around Jayson in a hug.<br/>"Thankyou" he said quietly into Jayson's ear. With all of the fortitude that Isaac had teached him, he refused to let himself cry onto Jayson's shoulder. His eyes were a little wet still when he pulled away from the hug and he  wiped the tears away with the back of his hand. "Thankyou for understanding."