Adam wouldn't tell him, but he wasn't as worried about it anymore. "Your message was pretty clear," he points out, catching Ronan's hand and checking the knuckles to make sure he didn't break his hand, either. His fingers skimmed over Ronan's hand, squeezing lightly as he checked to make sure everything still felt solid and Ronan didn't seem to be in any kind of unusual pain.

Pulling away, Adam went to the bathroom and ran a cloth under cold water, then brought it back to offer to Ronan to clean himself up while Adam supervised. "Good news, you're still pretty."

He didn't know whether the same could still be said for the other fighter, but he didn't particularly care.