[ Ronan merely leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, allowing Murphy some distance and privacy for the moment. He knows what this feels like, to walk into what had allegedly once been your home, remembering none of it. For months after his arrival in this world, Ronan had felt like a ghost in his own life. ]

The short and stupid answer is "magic". I turn dreams into reality. You slept and I went into your head and we pulled all this out of it.