Ronan's lips twitch into a smirk then as he reaches for the coffee pot, pouring what remains into the mug before offering it to Noah.

"Abso-fucking-lutely." As much as he likes Hywel, as much as it's the closest thing to Monmouth they could get here, Ronan fucking misses having walls. Even Adam's room does have them, the walls themselves aren't the thickest. Ronan's positive Gansey, Noah, and Blue have all heard far more than they'd like.

Sometimes that doesn't bother Ronan in the slightest. Sometimes.

"Hell, maybe they'll be dream walls, even. Soundproof 'em or some shit. That enough to convince you?"