Ronan doesn't quite shrink under Kylo's study — it takes a bit more than that to diminish a boy this gigantic — but he does flick his eyes to the arrangement on the table rather than hold Kylo's gaze.

"It feels like I'm still there," he replies, with some marvel in his voice. "It doesn't feel like it's weaker... It's barely weaker, even this far."

He could dream anything. If he closed his eyes right now, he could dream an entire world. Part of him is afraid he already has.

Ronan forces himself to look at Kylo again. His turn to study. Kylo doesn't seem angry with him, which is good. He doesn't look especially pleased, either, but that doesn't seem to have anything to do with Ronan. It looks to Ronan like he hasn't been on Kylo's mind much at all, actually. That ought to be a relief, but it isn't. It makes him feel shittier.

"What's with the homework?"