[Ronan scoffs at the question, leaving it unanswered because Andyr can guess his feelings about tent living. And living like a pauper in general. He's not as fancy as certain other Aglionby boys, but he's lived his entire life with access to running water, at least.
As much as he's enjoying Andyr's affection, it's bothering him that Adam's retreating further. Ronan deftly passes the soap to Andyr, drawing away from him.]
I think that's my cue to go to work. You can handle the rest.
[It's warm and comfortable in the bath, and he's half-tempted to stay, but water and paralysis are typically a fatal mix. Hauling himself out of the bath, he doesn't bother to discard his wet clothes before curling up on the floor. The surface is hard and cold, but sleep will come easy. He's exhausted in every possible way.]
Don't have too much fun without me.
[He'll be amazed if they have any fun at all. Resting his cheek on his arm, Ronan shuts his eyes.]
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As much as he's enjoying Andyr's affection, it's bothering him that Adam's retreating further. Ronan deftly passes the soap to Andyr, drawing away from him.]
I think that's my cue to go to work. You can handle the rest.
[It's warm and comfortable in the bath, and he's half-tempted to stay, but water and paralysis are typically a fatal mix. Hauling himself out of the bath, he doesn't bother to discard his wet clothes before curling up on the floor. The surface is hard and cold, but sleep will come easy. He's exhausted in every possible way.]
Don't have too much fun without me.
[He'll be amazed if they have any fun at all. Resting his cheek on his arm, Ronan shuts his eyes.]