[ the way they build speed and rise in height like that freezes adam's mouth shut. no wry humour about what they're doing or the fact that their hands are clasped as they do it.
it's also the realisation that he trusts ronan not to let him fall to his death. adam's trust is hard earned, but it comes as somewhat of a shock to himself that ronan has earned so much of his. with the little things he does for adam, here and there. in part, also, because he's as fiercely protective of their friends as adam.
not looking down is easier to do when he's watching ronan's face. there's something in his expression when he flies that adam likes, and would like to see more often. he wonders if he could make ronan look like that, and then quickly discards the thought before he makes himself fall off his broom. ]
How high are we? I'm not looking down. [ there's some unsteadiness in the way he sits on the broom, but whenever it happens, he holds onto ronan's hand a little tighter for a second and seems to relax and steady himself on his own. ]
[ as much as adam values ronan's trust, ronan values adam's just as much. he might seem reckless and devil-may-care most of the time, and he's certainly been known to gamble with his own life, but he protects the things, the people he cares about. he recognizes that adam is trusting him not to let him fall, and that's a responsibility ronan doesn't take lightly.
still, they're supposed to be having fun, so he doesn't lose his air of levity either. he hopes that appearing relaxed will help adam relax, too. it's clear from the way adam keeps squeezing his hand that's it not completely successful, but maybe it's partially successful.
he keeps his eyes on adam's, even though it makes his pulse trip over itself. he's become so used to hiding his staring that to do it openly feels like something he shouldn't be doing. he's trying not to let it show; focusing on flying helps. still, it's possible that whatever adam sees in his face has as much to do with adam's presence as it does with flying itself. ]
Let's just say you could look up a giant's nose from this height.
[ if adam knows his giant facts, which ronan would bet he does, he'd know that means they're about twenty feet up. compared to how high ronan usually flies, they're barely off the ground. he urges his broom backwards, pulling adam forward again, flying in a slow, wide circle. ]
If I let go, you think you can handle it?
[ he tries to phrase it like a challenge, and maybe he succeeds, but there's a thread of genuine concern running through it that he might not be able to completely conceal. for whatever reason, ronan finds he doesn't really want to let go. ]
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it's also the realisation that he trusts ronan not to let him fall to his death. adam's trust is hard earned, but it comes as somewhat of a shock to himself that ronan has earned so much of his. with the little things he does for adam, here and there. in part, also, because he's as fiercely protective of their friends as adam.
not looking down is easier to do when he's watching ronan's face. there's something in his expression when he flies that adam likes, and would like to see more often. he wonders if he could make ronan look like that, and then quickly discards the thought before he makes himself fall off his broom. ]
How high are we? I'm not looking down. [ there's some unsteadiness in the way he sits on the broom, but whenever it happens, he holds onto ronan's hand a little tighter for a second and seems to relax and steady himself on his own. ]
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still, they're supposed to be having fun, so he doesn't lose his air of levity either. he hopes that appearing relaxed will help adam relax, too. it's clear from the way adam keeps squeezing his hand that's it not completely successful, but maybe it's partially successful.
he keeps his eyes on adam's, even though it makes his pulse trip over itself. he's become so used to hiding his staring that to do it openly feels like something he shouldn't be doing. he's trying not to let it show; focusing on flying helps. still, it's possible that whatever adam sees in his face has as much to do with adam's presence as it does with flying itself. ]
Let's just say you could look up a giant's nose from this height.
[ if adam knows his giant facts, which ronan would bet he does, he'd know that means they're about twenty feet up. compared to how high ronan usually flies, they're barely off the ground. he urges his broom backwards, pulling adam forward again, flying in a slow, wide circle. ]
If I let go, you think you can handle it?
[ he tries to phrase it like a challenge, and maybe he succeeds, but there's a thread of genuine concern running through it that he might not be able to completely conceal. for whatever reason, ronan finds he doesn't really want to let go. ]