No. [It's as quick and abrupt as Ronan knows how to make it sound. He's not going to ask if this guy knows about Henrietta - he's pretty fucking sure he'd have known him if he did. He looks like the type of guys that would hang out with Kavinsky.
The fact that Ronan himself did that, for a while, doesn't sit so well in his stomach. He clenches his jaw, schools his face to be as blank as possible. The edge of a knife. Dangerous enough to be worrying, at least.
He motions towards the other side of the clearing. There was a tree there that had a large enough hollow that Ronan could sort of settle in it. From there, they could still see each other.]
That tree over there. I can go somewhere else if you want this place for yourself.
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The fact that Ronan himself did that, for a while, doesn't sit so well in his stomach. He clenches his jaw, schools his face to be as blank as possible. The edge of a knife. Dangerous enough to be worrying, at least.
He motions towards the other side of the clearing. There was a tree there that had a large enough hollow that Ronan could sort of settle in it. From there, they could still see each other.]
That tree over there. I can go somewhere else if you want this place for yourself.
[He wouldn't really care.]