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Richard Campbell Gansey III ([personal profile] quaerit) wrote in [community profile] dankmemes 2016-01-27 04:47 am (UTC)

[ Gansey remains concerned with the cat lurking outside, while Ronan quickly becomes concerned with Gansey. Gansey can see the shift, can feel the exact moment when it happens.

And Ronan didn't answer that question.

Under that scrutiny, he's aware all over again of the way he looks. That's a thing he ordinarily cares least about around Ronan, but in this case it's a very particular concern. His friend's worry is like a living, breathing thing, and his instinct is to soothe it. He knows the dirt he's covered in will do little for that.

Determined to try his best anyway, he pushes away from the door.
]

Hours, at most. I've seen Adam, and Noah.

[ His words are careful. He doesn't know how Ronan will take this next part, but he has to say it. He has to get it out of the way, before the intensity of that stare does away with him. Gansey takes a breath. ]

Ronan, I don't remember being here. They told me that I was. Four months here, four somewhere else. [ His shoulders lift and his head shakes, helpless. ] I've been trying. I'm sorry.

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