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"Please, what's going on?" he leaned in closer.
"Please, what's going on?" he leaned in closer.
He flinched back, hands coming up in an automatic defensive maneuver. "Please don't come close." He said softly.
"I apologize," Ronan said, moving away. "You've been abused," he stated, taking note of his sudden reaction.
Adrian looked down at the floor and gave a small shrug. "So?" His voice was quiet.
"I'm sorry, but I hope you'll understand that I don't mean any harm. If it helps, I can put it into writing," Ronan took a bite of his eggs.
(also this is random but AH THE RECENT EPISODES OF FREAKING ROMANCE ARE KILLING ME HOLY FUCK)
Adrian shook his head a little, but didn't say anything as he cautiously tried some of the eggs.
(I KNOW. GAAAAH I REALLY WANT TO MURDER THE DAD RIGHT NOW.)
"How are they?" he asked, as he picked up another piece of eggs.
(agh SAME HERE. HE'S SUCH A FUCKING ASSHOLE)
"Fine…thank you." Adrian replied quietly, taking another small bite.
(I KNOWWWWW)
"You're welcome," Ronan replied. "Anytime."
(GAHHHHHH. I WANT ZELAN TO FUCKING TELL HIM OFF SO BADLY)
Adrian swallowed, and nodded a little, adjusting his mask. I don't know what to do I don't know what to do…
(YEAH. I WANT TO TORTURE THE DAD UNTIL HE GIVES IN, AND THEN MURDER HIM MYSELF)
He ate his eggs in silence, keeping an eye on Adrian.
(YES. ZELAN SHOULD EXPLODE. THAT'S ALL I WANT)
Adrian ate a little more, then stopped, biting his lip a little. He closed his eyes, tucking his chin in his collar.
(YES. SOMEONE NEEDS TO STAND UP FOR ZYLITH BC SHE WON'T DO IT)
"How are you?" he asked quietly.
(YES)
He shrugged, not opening his eyes. "I am functioning within normal parameters." He replied.
"Just…" he started, but paused. "How are you feeling?" he tried again, hoping to get an honest answer, but knew it wasn't likely.
"Fine." Adrian replied, not opening his eyes. "Why does it matter?" It doesn't. He's just being polite. Who would ever care about a little bitch like you? A poisonous little voice whispered.
"I want to make sure you're comfortable here," Ronan answered.
He shrugged again. "I'm fine." He opened his eyes a little, knees tucked close to his chest.
"Okay…" he didn't think that Adrian was honestly telling the truth, but he wasn't going to force an answer.
He took a deep breath. "Now what?" He asked softly. Electro shocks? Brainwashing? He thought bitterly.
"Was there anything you wanted to do here?" he asked. The healing could come later, Adrian should get settled down first, Ronan thought.
He shook his head a little. "Not…really." he replied slowly, peeking up at Ronan.
"Did you want to go rest?" Ronan asked.
He shrugged again. No…I'll wake up with nightmares again… He looked around. "I don't know. What… what else is there to do?"
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