Not who he was expecting, after all. "Huh," he says, because he did not know that. Possibly he doesn't know what kombucha is either. Noah sets the cookies down. As he turns around, his stomach flip-flops in a way that has nothing to do with fermented beverages. They're probably wearing the same size robe and it's a lot smaller on Ronan. He can't help it; he ogles.

Honestly, if Noah didn't know better, he would think he'd drifted off on the bed earlier and now he's having some kind of sexy dream. What with Ronan turning up in his room in an obscenely short robe and- hey, wait, he had the key. "You're in this room? I thought you were with Kylo."