Hopefully, [he echoes a little hollowly, though of course Ronan shares the sentiment- the less people that Adam has to kill, the better, especially when those people look like him, when he feels he doesn't have a choice, when he has no backup from Ronan, who stupidly, optimistically, naively, believes that there was some truth to what the double was saying.

But that doesn't matter anymore. Adam dealt with it and they buried it and now they're safe. They'll try not to let it happen again, but if it does then they'll handle it just like they handled it now. They're capable, resourceful, and- maybe a little traumatized, but it's not like they can do anything to change that.

Ronan offers Adam a wry smile.]

Well, luckily I wasn't there long enough to get my hands on anything. Else that might've been a lot more fucked.

[Moreso than it already was, which was saying something. If the two of them had to deal with some kind of monster right after that, then things could have ended very differently.

Or maybe not. Adam still had the gun, after all.]