Maybe there wasn't anything Declan could have done then, but there isn't anything he wouldn't do for his brothers. He wishes he'd thought to make coffee or tea or something so that he could have a mug to hold. Instead he folds his hands together to avoid fidgeting.

"Should get you a key," he says absently. Ronan had one to the townhouse, it feels only right that he should have one to the apartment. Just in case.

Declan reaches to get something out of his pocket. What he puts on the counter isn't his keys, though. It's the ORB MASTER.

"Had this when I arrived."