[She hates him. She's angry enough not to provoke anymore, not to pry, and maybe she'll avoid him forever. Her movements are slow and ashamed, and Ronan commits them to memory. She's disgusted by him. Good, this is good, this is how it should be. This is what he does to nice things and good people. This is fine.]
[Cruel as Ronan is, he's never been interested in victories past the point of pain. He's succeeded, and that's enough. Chainsaw joins him on his shoulder once again as he turns to leave.]
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[Cruel as Ronan is, he's never been interested in victories past the point of pain. He's succeeded, and that's enough. Chainsaw joins him on his shoulder once again as he turns to leave.]