[It nods, shoulders slackening as if some small weight has been lifted. Adam said yes- he'd do it, and maybe then, Ronan could figure out why the original boy loved him, why he has so many memories of being willing to do anything for him. Adam would deny him a part of himself, but that's to be expected- they'd still have this, they'd still know.

He'd know that they had a moment, here, in the room with Ronan's corpse, and he'd know what Adam's mouth feels like pressed against his own- his and not Ronan's, not through some kind of proxy. Just the two of them. Just here.

He leans in then, resting his forearm on the wall near Adam's head, not unlike Ronan's pose when they'd kissed after Ronan had given Adam the dream cello. He doesn't move in for it- he'll let Adam decide when to kiss him- but he looks at him expectantly, knowing full well that Adam isn't doing this out of affection.

That's fine, really. This is what the double can get, and so he'll take it.]

I never could have loved you, [he finally says, while Adam is working up his nerve. The double's voice is soft, barely a whisper between them.] I was made to ruin you, and him, and everyone else. I don't want it to be different, but I wish-

[His other hand lifts up, brushing his fingers against Adam's jaw, sliding a thumb delicately across his lower lip.]

-I want to feel it. Just for a second.