[As soon as the TAB's tucked away, Ronan lifts his weapon and smashes it down onto the nearest pile of rocks, crumbling them into pieces. The violence of the act sends pain shooting down his arms, but he needed it. He needed to do something to get the energy out, or else he'd inadvertently kill Kavinsky.]

You fucker...

[Growling a string of curses that barely make sense, he crouches down beside Kavinsky and pulls out his PacDisc. His fingers go to Kavinsky's pulse as he looks at the dragon and addresses it as if it can understand him:]

Shithead, you're staying with me and he's going in the magic box. Can you handle that or are you gonna be a pain in the ass about it?