
"You're not meant to be in the tech box, y'know," Trevor remarks, barely glancing at you.
Now that he mentions it, you're probably not, are you? "Should I—?"
"Nah, it's fine," Trevor says. "Let's be honest, it's not like things are gonna go any worse with you here."
You... suppose that means you can look around?
A series of Post-it notes are tacked up haphazardly on the wall, over assorted Duran Duran posters and what looks like a love letter from someone named Kes. When you lean closer to read the notes, you find that they appear to describe Trevor's character traits. Is Trevor concerned that he might forget his own personality?