"Nah, I just borrowed it from you," Ronan replied with a lopsided smile, and started towards Guildhall. "And I can't help that all you weirdos couldn't wait up for me. I had stuff to do, you know." He kept a hold of the cat, who was more spooked by the shift in their surroundings than anything. His hair shifted and undulated as he sighed and shook his head.
"To tell you the truth, I was getting a little worried I would be left there without everyone. It was really kind of lonely. So... do the parentals know?" He stood in place, ready to be moved into the kitchen when Henry could pull him out. He felt sort of like a moron just standing around - always had - but he couldn't get out of the Backstage without assist.