[ Ronan never thought he'd be much of a hand holder, either. But in a moment like this, where they're opening up and allowing each other to dip in, look at each other's insides, it feels like a good anchor. Ronan doesn't want to lose himself. ]

There's no one around to stop us, is there?

[ They've come to the same conclusion. So, whatever. Ronan is taking the book with him if it kills him. ]

Elegant. [ Ronan lets out a derisive noise. ] There's nothing elegant about gigantic blood-frenzied battles. Anyway, what matters is what you got from it. If they made you grow.

[ He looks at Adam, the side of his head, and his breath catches for a second. Was there a time where he didn't think that Adam was the most gorgeous creature he'd ever seen? ]