"Oh goodie! Certain death first thing in the afternoon!" teased Ronan, who went up the stairs two at a time, if only for speed's sake.
Artan watched the boys as they ascended the stairs, and shook his head before he went to go find Petit.
"Congratulations, and I'm sorry," was his greeting, though he hadn't really had much chance to figure out what more to say to that. "He's definitely ours."