Oh, that's fine. I'll be dead by then.

[ Ronan Lynch does not believe he'll live to be 70 years old, even less 80. He loves fast cars and reckless men way too much for that, and he is not, unlike present company, immortal. ]

So you're... immortal? Because excuse you, but you look about 12. And I'm 18.

[ He juts his chin out, in defiance. ]