[They're suddenly having a very different conversation. One that Ronan, incidentally, doesn't want to be having at all. None of this should be about him. They've been over this.]

Andyr.

[Ronan meets his eyes, reaching up to press his palm to Andyr's cheek and hold him steady.]

I just said this is what I want.

[This isn't helping. Adam was so afraid earlier, too, when he proposed this. Ronan looks past Andyr, fixing his eyes on Adam now. This outburst is doing nothing but hurting him.]

Like you said, we love each other. All three of us. There's no reason we shouldn't make love together.