[Ronan shoots him a look, then realizes that Bruce doesn't know him as well as Gansey does, probably can't read every nuance behind his expression. It's a sobering realization, and so he explains, shortly-]
You really want a monster tearing up the place? I'll stay here- I'm not going home for awhile- but I'm also not gonna fuck up the place that I helped build.
I could bring back something a lot worse than bees. [Without the glass in his hands to fidget with, he twists at the leather bands around his wrist instead, glancing toward the door he'd kicked in earlier.]
[It sounds dismissive, but he keeps it in mind. Bruce hurting people, destroying things. It seems so out of place with who he is that Ronan is forced to believe it, to put the knowledge of it away for further consideration.
Later, maybe. For now-]
Look- find Parrish for this stuff, okay? He needs this- [he just sort of makes a motion toward Bruce, meaning compassion maybe, or kindness or understanding. All the things Bruce has tried to give him that he's been trying to reject.] -more than me.
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[But he holds his palms up, sure already that he wants no part of it.]
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I'm gonna stay here for awhile.
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[More importantly. He hops down and steadies himself with a hand against the counter.]
I don't want to break the door down again.
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[But. Doable.]
There isn't a second lock upstairs.
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[Eventually. Ronan sighs and scrubs at the back of his head, fingers carding through his short hair.]
-later. I won't sleep here again.
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You really want a monster tearing up the place? I'll stay here- I'm not going home for awhile- but I'm also not gonna fuck up the place that I helped build.
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[Seriously, he thinks Ronan won't know until he knows.]
-why would it get torn up?
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I could bring back something a lot worse than bees. [Without the glass in his hands to fidget with, he twists at the leather bands around his wrist instead, glancing toward the door he'd kicked in earlier.]
It's fine. I know how to stay awake.
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[Is his instruction.]
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Sure, doctor. Thanks for the tea.
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[Bruce tells him, shortly.]
So if you need to talk- well, next time, maybe.
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[It sounds dismissive, but he keeps it in mind. Bruce hurting people, destroying things. It seems so out of place with who he is that Ronan is forced to believe it, to put the knowledge of it away for further consideration.
Later, maybe. For now-]
Look- find Parrish for this stuff, okay? He needs this- [he just sort of makes a motion toward Bruce, meaning compassion maybe, or kindness or understanding. All the things Bruce has tried to give him that he's been trying to reject.] -more than me.
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[He agrees, standing as well.]
I'll do that now.
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Tell him I'm here. Not- dead somewhere.
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[He promises, and then moves to slip out, to go do just that.]