You made her flowers. You're already a great boyfriend.

[He leans into the contact, scooting his head closer. His hair smells like pancakes.]

I'm never going to leave you for her. She winds up with him, and you wind up with Adam, but I'm gonna be right here the whole time, okay? This is where I belong.

[He looks up from under his floppy hair, and raises one hand - one finger - to tap Ronan's chest.]