[Kavinsky said you don't have to go back, and Ronan stared at him for a long moment. If he didn't go back, what was he supposed to do? He had to go back, didn't he? He couldn't ghost Gansey, especially not after he'd wrecked the Camaro. It'd been his fault and he had the solution right here. He'd never been good at knowing what he wanted, especially right now. Especially, because-]
What're you suggesting?
[He blinked slowly, squinting a little against the sun beating down on them. What did Kavinsky think was going to happen? What did he want to happen? Ronan just- he needed to know what the other boy was thinking. Because he wasn't about to turn against his friends, he wasn't going to switch loyalties, if that was what Kavinsky wanted.
But he was willing to at least hear him out. That was- it was better than laughing in his face, which had been Ronan's first inclination. Kavinsky had put in all of this effort to teach him, after all, to show him how to dream.]
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What're you suggesting?
[He blinked slowly, squinting a little against the sun beating down on them. What did Kavinsky think was going to happen? What did he want to happen? Ronan just- he needed to know what the other boy was thinking. Because he wasn't about to turn against his friends, he wasn't going to switch loyalties, if that was what Kavinsky wanted.
But he was willing to at least hear him out. That was- it was better than laughing in his face, which had been Ronan's first inclination. Kavinsky had put in all of this effort to teach him, after all, to show him how to dream.]