Ronan comes out of his room and Gansey gives him the briefest of glances. There's something hurt in his expression, just in that moment. "I think I have a right to know that there's a prophesy that says I'm going to die before I get to graduate high school regardless of whether you think you can stop it, Parrish."

This time his look at Ronan is less brief, more pained. "And you knew too. You knew and neither of you said a damned thing. There's a lot of things I'll tolerate not being told, but this is my life, or lack thereof. Did it ever occur to either of you that I might want a say in it?"