Ronan hums in agreement. It is beautiful. Not simply because it looks like a work of art, but because of where it came from. Ronan had known when he'd first laid eyes on Kylo that something like this lived inside him. The Greywaren had been drawn to it like a tree stretching toward the sun.

How it had burned him. And now his roots have buried themselves deep in every part of this place, in every part of Kylo's soul.

Except, of course, for the piece of it that lives in this girl.

"Why wouldn't I want you here?" Ronan asks. While she's been taking in the view of the volcano, he's been taking in the view of her. She's hardy come any closer, but now that she's fully here, the energy within her has grown radiant. It's warming Ronan, and he takes a step to bring himself nearer to her.