[He smirks at the suggestion- Ronan is a scholarship student here too, but somehow he's too self assured to even consider losing it. It's a thread that doesn't make sense, something that will fray if you think too much on it, but he doesn't. Instead, he thinks about Adam, hunched over a book in the library, studying in all of his spare time with his unkempt hair and his nimble fingers sliding across the words in his texts.

It's a satisfying image and he's not sure why, not yet.]

I make an appearance when I want to.

[He shrugs.]

It's all just- pointless bullshit, though. They think they know enough about this shithole to be cynical. [Ronan shakes his head.] They don't know anything.