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Ronan Lynch.

[Flat, dry, and abrupt. The classic beep follows just for good measure.]

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[antietam]

[ Adam gives Ronan a half-shrug when the puppies decide to take up the middle of the bed. They can probably still fit. ]

I've heard it before. [ Never in ways that weren't personal, but he's not going to argue about that. ] I just think there's a better expression for it. Living in...

[ He goes to one side of the bed and cuddles up with the puppies as best he can. ] Virtue? Bliss?

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Ronan Lynch living in virtue. We'll go with bliss.

[He sits down on the other side of the bed. Before he can lie down, Thorpedo dives onto his lap.]

Enjoy it while you still can, mutt.

[Those paws are way too big. Ronan pokes one of them before rubbing the dog's belly. But there's only so much the dog can do. It can't take away his anger, and it can't distract him from Adam. He holds his hand out to the man he's living in bliss with.]

[antietam]

[ Adam grins fondly at Thorpedo, thoughts of revenge not forgotten but put to the side. Anger still simmers inside him, but it's fading, particularly once he takes Ronan's hand.

He leans over the puppies to press his knuckles to Ronan's lips, an action that would be odd to anyone but them. Bliss is right. ]