[Ronan isn't sure what to make of that exactly, and so he stays quiet. It's hard to tell how serious Nick is about her mother, but even the lighthearted tone reminds him of Adam's fragile body, bouncing down the wooden slats of his porch. Something deep in his chest clenches tight, but he forces it to ease while Nick settles in.]
Who?
[Forgive him for only really giving a shit about Latin. Ronan shrugs it off pretty quickly though, because he can guess the main idea of what Nick is saying.]
-anyway, whatever. I just know what it looked like.
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Who?
[Forgive him for only really giving a shit about Latin. Ronan shrugs it off pretty quickly though, because he can guess the main idea of what Nick is saying.]
-anyway, whatever. I just know what it looked like.