"I dunno, I kinda like playing twenty questions with you. I wanna see what you ask," he says in a smartass way. It feels good though, being like this again. He was so depressed, so completely dissociated with everything going on in his life and now? Well, now he feels a little bit of that thing that kept him going again.

Kavinsky snorts. "Just wait till you see how it makes you feel. It's smooth like a dream. You're gonna feel awesome." His night of dreaming supplied Kavinsky with all his usual vices, because he couldn't live without them. Couldn't live without Ronan either, apparently, but now he has it all again.

"Ronan." He says it in a way that sounds strong and dirty, like something he wants to keep in his mouth forever. His gaze darts down to Ronan's licked lips, then his eyes go back to the road. "We're going to the place where I died," he laughs, but of course he isn't kidding.