Ronan puts his foot on top of the table, Buffy is still depressed over that Chris she mentioned. Times like these, feelings, Ronan cannot protect people from that sort of hurt. Feeling powerless, he lets his sword rest behind him. He looks over the menu, and sees if he can find something cheap but filling.
"As long as you're doing well and am healthy, that's for the best," Ronan said. That came out right...something that never really happens when words come out of his mouth.