"Yeah? Some blonde chick said the same thing," Ronan responds. "Guessing you're from the same place she's from."
His voice has softened a little now that Oliver has acknowledged he isn't Roy. He pauses a moment. "There's a chick here named Lydia. Red head. She says I look like someone named Jackson."
Ronan has considered the same things. How the hell do two people look like him and yet not be him? It's scary.
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His voice has softened a little now that Oliver has acknowledged he isn't Roy. He pauses a moment. "There's a chick here named Lydia. Red head. She says I look like someone named Jackson."
Ronan has considered the same things. How the hell do two people look like him and yet not be him? It's scary.