"If you want that sort of thing. Good luck." That wasn't anything like what Ronan wanted. He didn't care who knew him or what they thought. All he really wanted was to be himself.

"I think it's worth talking about." He doesn't have the polished old Virginia accent like Gansey. Or the real thick one like the kids from the local high school. Ronan glances at him as they start to walk toward the car. "Almost sounds like you're from New York." Almost. Not quite. Ronan had been there a few times with his family. He wasn't some kind of genius when it came to different accents but it sounded a little bit the same.

"Is that right?" He asks with a challenge in his voice.