"No," Adam said, squeezing Ronan's hand tight in return. "It won't be okay until we're far away from here. I don't... there's something wrong, Ronan, something about Greenmantle, I... I don't remember, I must have heard something, but it wasn't important at the time."

Shaking his head, Adam took a step back. "I'm being foolish. It's fine. Thank you for the gift."

Adam curled his hand close against his chest to protect it, eyes averted again.