Once again K was jumping in to try and fix things for everyone else. He wondered if any of them even realized all the ways his boyfriend had tried to take care of them. There were a lot of not so nice things Ronan thought to say back. Instead he just closed his eyes and sat there shrouded by his blanket, still holding on to K.

"Fine. Talk." He eventually says. Sitting down on a long bench he pulls the blanket around his shoulders.