Ronan stood before the trunk. The things looked back at him, sadly. They were all truly personal items, things that probably only matter to Niall and no one else. Logically, he knew he didn't need any of it.

"Yeah," he choked out, eyes a bit wet. Blinking, kicked it closed and made for the ladder, climbing up so that he could help Adam pack. He hadn't been at the estate for nearly as long as he'd expected. Fuck, it'd barely been a week, so a good deal of his things hadn't even been fully unpacked yet. Better for leaving quickly.

"How should we go?" he asked, locking a piece of luggage. "Coach? Someone will notice that."