Ronan couldn't even remember his first transformation. Too many full moons and too much pain in between, but he was pretty sure that he'd never been that bad. However, rolling his eyes took too much effort.
He stood up carefully, keeping the blanket around him. He could pass out soon enough. "Take his things out and give me the bag," he said.
Patrick bit his tongue, and didn't mention that he could figure this out without directions. He knew that the man was still in pain, so he got some leeway. He took Dale's clothes and wand out, and closed the bag again, before handing it back to Ronan.
"I have more potions for the pain. I left them at Ben's. If you tell me where you'll be, I'll bring them to you later. You won't be able to take them for a few hours at least," Patrick explained.
"I don't need them," Ronan answered, and after a moment, he added, "but thank you."