[Declan looks very calm, like this doesn't bother him at all. In the grand scheme of measurements, Ronan's temper is nothing but a blip in the radar. When you're always getting screamed at by someone, the barometer doesn't change just because the location does. He watches, instead, his eyebrows slightly up, dispassionate.]

Do you want me to tell you another story? That's how you put Matthew to bed, but if it's what you want, I'll start with once upon a time.

[Asshole.]

Same way you did, I'd guess. Unless you walked through in a dream, in that case, no, not that way.

[He knows he's being annoying. He knows but he can't help it - doesn't want to, anyway - because if he just told Ronan it's not like it would fix this shit, and so. Here they are.]