Ronan pulls himself from the bed when Noah fades out, glancing briefly at Adam. There's a hesitancy here, he can feel it. This will be the first time they've all gone out and done anything together since escaping the facility.

Since Gansey.

His boots are out in the living room and Ronan rests against the arm of the couch to put them on, still watching Adam carefully, assessing, when Noah returns. He arches an eyebrow at the shoes.

"How old are you turning?" he asks with a smirk, knowing full well that Noah will never age.