[ Now that both hands are free, he crosses his arms across his chest, nice and tight. Murphy tries to make himself as compact as he can. ]

Good for you [ , he says wryly. ] I don't know what a closet has to do with anything. There isn't much to talk about. I jerked off a few times, that's about it. [ Lazily, Murphy shrugs his shoulders. He knows it's not what Ronan meant but ask Murphy if he cares. Ronan continues to talk and Murphy feels anxiety unfurl in his chest. There's a nagging feeling in the back of his mind, he feels like there might be something someone expects form him. ]

Yeah? Does everyone include him? [ His tilts his head, looking at Ronan with a steeled gaze. ]