Henry Cheng

Henry laughed, because that seemed an awful lot like some sort of threat about this miserable place, but Adam said it with a sort of long-suffering levity that made the laughter seem appropriate. When the music started, Adam seemed content with the choice, and the briefest glance toward Ronan still pinned to the wall by his own discontent found at least a fraction of relaxation in his shoulders.

"Good enough for now." Henry set the music to shuffle, and hope he didn't thoroughly embarrass himself with anything too insufferably Korean.