[Ronan understands. He remains there, lying still and resting on Adam's knee, before finally reaching up with his clean hand to cup Adam's cheek in his palm. Even without the soil on his skin, he smells like Cabeswater.]
We'll do the best we can. It's all we can do. Anything outside of that was never under our control.
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We'll do the best we can. It's all we can do. Anything outside of that was never under our control.