When Noah mentioned that Ronan needed a shower, Gansey wasn't certain if he should laugh or wrinkle his nose. Usually, they weren't that fastidious about hygiene. For two years they'd lived with only the basic amenities in Monmouth and Gansey had spent enough time camping to not be too fussy. But he knew how long that drive was and Chainsaw wasn't always the best traveling companion.

He mostly kept the nose wrinkle to himself, distracted by how much Ronan reminded him of before. There were fewer sharp edges and the brittleness had left his smiles. As Gansey began to agree to help with Ronan's luggage, he realized what his best friend had said. Settle a few things... "Ronan, you figured out how to help Aurora?" He couldn't keep the hope from his voice. They'd thought that there had been a solution, but Gansey hadn't been certain if it would work long term. But if Ronan had decided to visit, then something must have changed for the better.