Amelia: “Trevor Baxtor! It’s good to see you again. What brings you here?”
Clarke: “Wait - you actually talked to-? Dammit, Trevor, I fucking told you to stay away from Amelia!”
Trevor: “Sorry, Clarke -”
Clarke: “Ugh, fuck knows what views they’ve infected you with now. And then you’re gonna spread that shit to Crane and--”
Vivek: “When’d you get the chance? Doesn’t Quartz avoid them whenever it can?”
Trevor: “We were in the park, they found me first... but they’re really nice!”
Clarke: “Hah! Chance’ll be a fine thing.”
Trevor: “No, they - asked me questions, and called me a poor thing... they didn’t act at all scary.”
Vivek: “Soooo they hit the minimum bar, then?”
Amelia: “Thank you for trying to defend me, Trevor, but - Clarke knows me a little more... intimately than you do. So he has good reason not to like me, you see?”
Trevor: “Oh... you had sex?”
Amelia, Clarke: “No!”
Amelia: “I just mean - I did serious harm to her a long time ago, and she - and I understand why she hasn’t, but she’s never forgiven me for it.”
Trevor: “Like Boniface?”
Amelia: “Um--”
Trevor: “When I want Boniface to forgive me, I try to talk to her, so... Clarke, maybe you can talk to Amelia Ruth?”
Clarke: “Wait, no--!”
Trevor: *pushes him to them* “Go on, it’ll be fun!”
Clarke: “--Trevor, I really - ” *digs in heels, but is too far forward to go back now* “-- argh, fine! But only for your benefit, kid.”
