Trent didn't really believe in Gods, but he didn't say anything when Caspa spoke of them. However it was all made, something magical seemed to have happened... Then, turning from his current form into either two luperci forms had seemed like a wicked and magical thing, perhaps spawed by the Gods, too. And yet it had somehow happened. Maybe things weren't as set in stone as he thought.
When she showed her broken jaw, Trent felt awkward that he hadn't noticed before. He nodded in silence, suddenly feeling less hungry -- that is to say; feeling equally hungry, but too guilty to eat -- and then he felt even worse when she made to leave. See you!
he called after her, then looked at the fresh meat on the tables. Without Caspa actually there, he was beginning to feel a lot more hungry again and a lot less guilty.
With those feelings stirring inside, Trent finally gave in and started to dine; or eat, rather. Only when he was full (and nauseous) the coywolf decided that he would find himself a 'room' in the hotel and explore it further...