Ronan nodded at the explanation on hell or rather not-hell. That he could understand. He could say he'd been to his own hellish dimensions though he tended to make them himself. Then again, didn't everyone?

At least Ronan had moved on to inflicting less painful himself. Like mentioning the damn competitions. Because as proud as he had been when Saturday didn't doubt the Harvard statement-- as she shouldn't, Adam was brilliant and worked hard for it and Ronan would gladly tell that to anyone-- he had to resist flinching when she chose the other truth.

He kept his eyes on Saturday but his voice was a little too even when he spoke. "No, my best friend is in Oregon, hopefully not chained to any trees again. Some protest about redwoods."