Ronan very nearly stuck his mystery stained fingers in Gansey’s face, just to be an ass. But as easily as he’d risk his own skin, he was loathe to do the same to Gansey. It was probably just old wine or something anyway. He lifted his fingers to his nose one more time as Gansey answered his question and he froze there for a moment.
He’d only meant to see if they had any similarities. Maybe seen something that could help them figure out how they got here, who took them, and most importantly, how to get the fuck out. But Gansey’s answer left him genuinely stunned. He wiped his hand off on his pants and then gave Gansey's shoulder a little shove. “Don’t fuck with me, Dick. Is that seriously the last thing you remember?”