Ronan meets Declan's eyes, anticipating the worry he finds there. Even he recognizes the cause for concern. The legend come true, a wish-granting something that can now be possessed by anyone. For someone devoted to maintaining Ronan's status as Ronan Lynch and not the Greywaren, it must be a nightmare.

"Yeah."

Declan is a little too late.

"I like it, actually. Not being alone."