Ronan doesn't know what, but Noah gets a look in his eye, a faraway expression like he's somewhere else for a moment. Remember, maybe. Fuck, reliving for all Ronan knows. He still doesn't get how the ghost shit works, how the time works.
His frown deepends as Noah jerks, spilling the chips. "The fuck, man?" he asks, scowling, though his voice is softer. "What are you hiding?"
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Date: 2016-07-06 04:43 pm (UTC)Ronan doesn't know what, but Noah gets a look in his eye, a faraway expression like he's somewhere else for a moment. Remember, maybe. Fuck, reliving for all Ronan knows. He still doesn't get how the ghost shit works, how the time works.
His frown deepends as Noah jerks, spilling the chips. "The fuck, man?" he asks, scowling, though his voice is softer. "What are you hiding?"