In that respect, Ronan and Derek will get along just fine. Ronan isn't even good at sugar coating things for his younger brother, whom he loves more than just about anything, whom he tries to protect and guard from everything in life. It's definitely not a good time and Ronan only has a plain ole human metabolism to process the drug. Actually, on the drug, Ronan had a pretty good time, but afterwards it was hell knowing that he hadn't been in control of himself.

Ronan smirks at that. "And I don't do anything quietly." He could stand to learn in this place though. It might save him some grief in the future.

By the same token, if someone told Ronan that he was thinking of trusting anyone here further than he could throw them, he'd laugh. However, Derek makes a good proposal. He purses his lips, thinking about it a moment before nodding. "Yeah. I think that's something we could work out." He sizes Derek up a little. "You're a big guy. You move like you've got some coordination. Shouldn't be hard to get you into fighting shape."