Ronan looks at her. His expression isn't as easily interpreted, but that's because he doesn't let any of her joy reflect on his features. That would be a lie.

He doesn't understand. How isn't this hurting her? How can she find relief in the suppression of her power? Down here it feels a little like someone's tossed a bag over his head, like he can't quite breathe right, like nightwash is slowly filling his lungs. Shit, maybe it is. Maybe if he hangs around here much longer, it'll come spilling out of him.

This? This is what makes her smile?

"Maybe you should've made more noise if you wanted me to find you," Ronan says. But he's the last person she wanted to see, isn't he? She was hoping he'd never wake up.

He should leave her. Attempted murder is a pretty big clue. A guy can take a hint.

"Do you want me to stay with you?"