Noah drops down into the grass right in front of Ronan, eyes intent and that creepy fucking way of his, but when he speaks, Ronan's eyebrows shoot upward.

"Dude. The hell?"

Noah knows about Adam, Ronan's sure of it. Even if Cabeswater is the reason it's happening on Adam's end, it's still happening. Somehow. Before Adam, Ronan never really considered that word in regards to anyone at all and thinking about it even now...

His lips curve into a deeper frown as he shakes his head. It's not that. Or maybe it's-- Jesus, maybe he doesn't even fucking know anymore.

The rope is all twisted in on itself now, one loop curving through Ronan's fist and holding tight. He scowls down at it, growls, "I want to be left the fuck alone."