Ronan didn't particularly like formal parties, but he'd done his fair share because of his job. He figured this was one more. He probably could have got out of it, blaming his injury, because his side still hurt, but then Ben would hover even more, and he couldn't deal with that.
He followed Ben around, making sure to stay at his left so his right side was shielded at all time. However, in the blink of an eye, Ben was moving and Ronan followed him toward the man who was famous through Europe for his great accomplishment.
He had expected a lot of things, but that question was never one he would have guessed. Ever. He wondered if smacking your own boyfriend was allowed. "Professor, it's an honour meeting you, and the spell- it's not necessary. Really."