Noah's look is searching. Curious. Ronan hasn't spoken much about the work he and Adam are doing in Cabeswater, but he can't actually remember all that he's mentioned. It's possible, of course, that Noah's only heard his thoughts here and there, that he's put it all together to form a different picture.
He ignores the swoop of disappointment in his belly as Noah drops his hand away, curling his fingers into a loose fist then.
"It'll have three rooms," he explains. He doesn't mention that one of them he's already decided is Noah's or that another is Gansey's. He figures that goes without saying. "It's for all of us, not just me."
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Date: 2016-10-20 06:46 pm (UTC)He ignores the swoop of disappointment in his belly as Noah drops his hand away, curling his fingers into a loose fist then.
"It'll have three rooms," he explains. He doesn't mention that one of them he's already decided is Noah's or that another is Gansey's. He figures that goes without saying. "It's for all of us, not just me."