Ronan nearly tries to dodge Adam's hold. He doesn't know what's there, doesn't know if there's anything at all, but considering the range of things from Adam's to Blue's, Ronan feels a brief flash of panic for what could be on his. Fuck knows, Ronan Lynch has secrets.

But it's Adam so his only argument is a briefly raised elbow and a scowl.

He goes immediately still when Adam reads the words. It's not the worst secret he has and part of Ronan wonders if it counts at all given how often he's doubted it himself even when it felt true.

His shoulders hunch as he glances at Noah, then Blue. Then back to Adam who's staring at him, wide-eyed.

"I don't remember doing it," he confesses, watching Adam carefully. "And I don't think-- The one here feels different."

Somehow, it feels like an excuse.