Ronan didn't know what Declan was even talking about. He frowned at him, reaching around past Matthew to whack at Declan's shoulder. He'd planned to make a what the fuck face but it barely started to form before Matthew's words and tone shocked Ronan into stillness.
"What? We're not--" The blatant lie nearly slipped free. Instead, he scowled and said, "Why would you even say that?"
He couldn't know. Why would they have told him? Fuck, Ronan hated having missing memories.
"We barely know what's going on here, Matthew. We're all in the fucking dark."