Ronan retreats, giving Declan ample space for some alone time with his file.

For most of his life, he'd never realized how alienating their magical family must have been for Declan, the single human among them. It had only truly struck him on his eighteenth birthday, when his brothers were preparing to leave Singer's Falls for good - for what they assumed would be a new life. An appropriately ordinary one.

The increasingly lonely truth of Declan's existence made itself known to Ronan over the course of the following year, and he's still not sure what to do with the information. It had been Declan's choice to keep it all from him, to wear normalcy like armor.

But this seems like an excessively cruel joke.

Ronan attempts to break the tension with a softer one: "Does this make you my Kryptonite?"