It's- I don't know. I meant to do it and I didn't.

[There's not really another way to describe it. Ronan inspects the pills he's handed for a moment, recognizing the familiarity of them before he takes them, washes them down with a deep drink of water.]

Unless you're hung up on the people thing. Believe me when I say that taking Dick goddamn Gansey out of my head would create a hell of a lot more problems then it would solve. He turned into wasps in the dream, and I- you know, it just happened.