Yeah, Ronan has been worried about Adam on many levels. He's also been more in touch with his anger than he has been in months, since long before he came here. The coffee takes away a good deal of that though and leaves only adrenaline, even a euphoria that feels a little more like the Ronan he used to be in Henrietta than the careful, angry young man he's been lately.

At first, Ronan had taken his cue from Adam when it came to letting his boyfriend be indestructible, but as the day wore on he's just going with it. When Adam suggests borrowing a vehicle, Ronan jumps at the chance.

Getting his hands on the car is easy. It only takes Adam's clearance badge and some keys. Once he's behind the wheel, he grins that sharp, vicious grin and floors the gas, shooting through the bay door and along the roads with wild abandon. The windows are down and Ronan's 'fuck yeah' can be heard even over the engine. It's not like driving the BMW or the Pig, but it's close enough right now.