trent has just finished training and is walking home when a young woman approaches him. he tries to suppress a sigh. having a conversation with a fan at this time of night? not his idea of a relaxing evening. nevertheless, he puts on a slight smile.

"excuse me, please? could you perhaps help me?"

he stares at the woman in surprise. she doesn't seem to know him. his smile widens.

"yeah, sound. what's it about then?"