[Ronan nods, believing Gansey because he doesn't have much alternative. Believing in Gansey has always been sort of like that, though- because, at its core, Gansey was always a promise to keep moving forward, to keep living, to find something worthwhile, and falling away from that would have meant... well, the opposite. Ronan had been tempted to lose that faith a few times in the past year or so, but he always managed to cling to his regard and Gansey had always seen them through.
He'll see them through now, and Ronan tries to put his entire self behind that thought, because doubting Gansey now after everything wouldn't make much sense at all.]
Yeah. All of us.
[He doesn't know if he can talk much about everything else that's happened to them- in the stunning haze of being transported to Hadriel again, everything that happened in the last twenty-four hours in Henrietta seems further away. Right now, that's how Ronan prefers it, and so he tries to leave it at that.]
C'mon, we should make sure all our shit is still here.
[It's a decent enough change of topic, and Ronan turns away from Gansey to move toward the kitchen, where he knows that he kept a few bottles of liquor before they left.]
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He'll see them through now, and Ronan tries to put his entire self behind that thought, because doubting Gansey now after everything wouldn't make much sense at all.]
Yeah. All of us.
[He doesn't know if he can talk much about everything else that's happened to them- in the stunning haze of being transported to Hadriel again, everything that happened in the last twenty-four hours in Henrietta seems further away. Right now, that's how Ronan prefers it, and so he tries to leave it at that.]
C'mon, we should make sure all our shit is still here.
[It's a decent enough change of topic, and Ronan turns away from Gansey to move toward the kitchen, where he knows that he kept a few bottles of liquor before they left.]