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I feel like Batman.

What the fuck am I supposed to do then!? I've always protected you...we take care of each other. All of us. Now I'm suppose to stop because you decided to late that you want me back!?

Stop making it feel like you want me if you don't really. Stop flirting with me. That's what you can do. It's not fair to me, and it isn't fair to Kavinsky.

I was fucking around! [He growls.] Fine. Done. Talk to you later.

You already managed to move on. Maybe in the future, but. Not now, okay? It's too easy for me to make it something else.

Fine. Fuck. I said okay. I'll stop. I'll watch every goddamn word that comes out of my mouth.

Are we done here?

[Adam lets out a small laugh, rueful and a little bitter.] I guess we are, aren't we?

For now, yeah.

Alright. Fine. [He's about to turn and walk off to his own room, but morbid curiosity stops him. He feels awful asking, but it's something that he can't help. Not in this mood.] Was there anything I could have said or done to make things different when I found out?

[Ronan folds his arms over his chest and shakes his head.] I'm not answering that and giving you ammunition to torture yourself with. You might not want me to protect you, but I sure as hell am not going to help you hurt yourself.

[Adam's eyes fall then and he doesn't say anything more. Opting instead to just head downstairs and to his room.]

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