Ronan was entranced the moment he saw the quilt that Adam managed to find. Stepping forward, he brushed his hand across the patches, remembering when his mother had stitched it together. The rest was lovely as well; Adam had quickly turned the empty loft into something livable.

"You did a good job," he said, not because he was trying to make Adam feel good, but because it was true. It felt clean and homey. Much better than every inch of the mansion did.

It was good that the structure was sound. There was no need to bother Declan about anything, then. Which was how Ronan preferred it.

At the mention of a bath Ronan turned his head. It had been a long trip, and a bath actually sounded nice.

"Yeah," he said as he unbuttoned his vest and made to kick off his shoes, "that'd be good. It's been a long day."