There's something wholly satisfying in Noah's eager response and Ronan grins, waking up further little by little as he pushes back up to his feet and disappears back into Adam's room.

He reemerges moments later cradling a digital camera, gathering the dangling strap of it in his other hand before he hands it to Noah. He perches on the edge of the table then, leaning forward to rest his elbows on his knees. "Found some shit online about what you might need in class and studied a few handbooks. No reason anyone should think this baby's different than any other. Except for the memory card," he adds with a small grin. "Shouldn't have to delete anything ever. It's got more space on it than a NASA hard drive."