[Ronan's fingers caress Andyr's cheek before his palm settles against it.]

This.

[He can't be vulnerable with Adam. With Adam, he has to be strong at all times, to clench his jaw and hold his tongue and fight like hell not to let his terror show. He is Adam's devoted worshiper, faithful servant, invincible protector. In the few moments he's slipped and allowed his weakness to show, it's only ever drawn Adam's ire. How angry would Adam be right now if Ronan had confessed these concerns about the state of his soul?]

I don't think I'll ever be what Adam wants me to be. But you... never asked. You never asked me to be anything else.