[ He could, or Adam could, and then they'd wake up in the middle of the night disorientated and afraid and not know where the other one is. He knows they haven't talked about it, but it's a bed, and it's Ronan, and he figures after all the shit that's happened to them they can figure it out. ]

We'll share.

[ He crosses the floor to where the other boy is, leaning around him to peer into the bedroom. ] At least it's a double? We'd never both fit on my shitty mattress. [ Is he still flushed? He's still flushed. This feels like such a ridiculous feeling to have, in the face of everything else. ] We can, right? It makes the most sense.

[ And he's not sure he could have a wall separating them anyway, not right now. ]