"Chris?" Ronan wrinkled his nose as if the name smelled bad, but he didn't give the guy much thought. Wingnut handled it perfectly in his opinion. He simply followed the boys inside, giving the car one last glance with a slight smirk before closing the door. "It might. Want to test it? Not sure my dad intended it be indestructible or not."

Ronan understood the insomnia they all seemed to share no matter how crappy or great things might be in the moment. Sleep was a rare treasure none of them could hold onto for very long. Not when they were alone. He hadn't slept much since they had left for school. Adam one way and Noah and Gansey another.

"Bed not big enough for three?" Ronan asked, casually teasing, running a hand over the back of the crappy couch and thinking about the connection Noah and Gansey had between them and how much he'd missed them and how happy he was he could finally be here knowing his mother and Matthew were safe. "Noah's bed is fine. If he doesn't mind."