[He starts to wake up when she slams her hand against the door, and Ronan rises with a start, his heart leaping in his chest. But it's- it's fine, everything here is fine, even if this isn't where he remembers falling asleep.
A quick glance tells him that yes, his raven is still nestled by his side, and also beginning to stir, crooning out something low and questioning as she wakes up. He pays her no mind, his eyes narrowing slightly toward the girl at the door. As much as he wants to complain- because he does- the words die off in his throat when he sees what else is in the room with them.
Ronan swings his legs off of the bed and stands shakily, leaving the raven to fluff her feathers up on the threadbare cot. He eyes the body warily, before rubbing his eyes and refocusing his attention. The threat isn't the dead guy, after all- it's the person in here who's still breathing.]
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A quick glance tells him that yes, his raven is still nestled by his side, and also beginning to stir, crooning out something low and questioning as she wakes up. He pays her no mind, his eyes narrowing slightly toward the girl at the door. As much as he wants to complain- because he does- the words die off in his throat when he sees what else is in the room with them.
Ronan swings his legs off of the bed and stands shakily, leaving the raven to fluff her feathers up on the threadbare cot. He eyes the body warily, before rubbing his eyes and refocusing his attention. The threat isn't the dead guy, after all- it's the person in here who's still breathing.]
Hey, shut up.
[An excellent start.]
What is this? Did you kill that guy?