[ Good instinct, listening to the consummate hooligan, one's inescapable boyfriend: it's not that the ravens are attracted to soft roundness protruding from their skulls, but there's an overt vulnerability to ears that seems determined to absorb the lion's share of their undivided attention. They fly right by Ronan's, nipping or simply prodding, never quite drawing blood — and he's damn well aware that minor physical inconveniences for the able-bodied are criminal injustices for a boy who's already one ear bereft. No need to deepen his discomfort.
Then again, they're both men — and one treacherous bird, bee-lining behind them — on a mission, and Ronan mimes as much as he leads the way out back, where an intrepid investigation of several barns in a handy line-up reveals a colony of spiders, two heavily deformed potted plants, something not unlike a palm-shaped microcosmos Ronan supposes he may have dreamed up on Matthew's footsteps...
...and a hose, mangy but long, still bound to something likened to a water source. It'll do. It'll do handsomely, and Ronan weighs it in earnest consideration in one hand, before nodding outside, where the horde awaits and speaking slowly enough for Adam to understand it's safe to briefly lower his hands now: ]
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Then again, they're both men — and one treacherous bird, bee-lining behind them — on a mission, and Ronan mimes as much as he leads the way out back, where an intrepid investigation of several barns in a handy line-up reveals a colony of spiders, two heavily deformed potted plants, something not unlike a palm-shaped microcosmos Ronan supposes he may have dreamed up on Matthew's footsteps...
...and a hose, mangy but long, still bound to something likened to a water source. It'll do. It'll do handsomely, and Ronan weighs it in earnest consideration in one hand, before nodding outside, where the horde awaits and speaking slowly enough for Adam to understand it's safe to briefly lower his hands now: ]
You want to do honors, or shall I?