He just gives her a 'this chick is freaking nuts' look but shakes his head. "Never mind." Half the conversation between these two are likely to be looks like this one. That's okay with Ronan. He's not one of those people who give big, long, sweeping speeches.

"Because they're all made for jackwipes who are too dumb to get the hell out of the way of the explosions." That's not the reason why, but he's sticking to his opinion.

"The fuck is that fair?" He asks. "I literally woke the hell up here this morning, got my gay-ass jumpsuit and was told to go here. I've seen like the hallway, the dining hall and this room." He's grumbling and bitching, but seriously, he has no clue what area to take.

While he doesn't know they're casing a place, he agrees that laser tags and bombs make a pretty good day, kidnapping aside.

He just assumes she's got the key because she's running this training mission. He's so clueless today, not that he'd object to her picking the lock. Niall taught him that particular skill when he was a little kid because 'it was a good skill to have in one's arsenal'.

He's pleased to be here and he'll take the guided tour.