Ronan didn't turn his head to Jason. He responded another way. The motion of his arm was fluid and the extension of his middle finger was casual.

"Fuck you, too."

He gave the rabbit lounging next to him a light flick to its tail. It bounded off into the nearby flowers. Instead of reaching up to remove the flower crown, he rested his hand on his lap. Only then did he look at Jason.

"Don't expect any Disney from me, dead guy. There's no Thumper here." His words held no animosity. Actually, he was a great deal more relaxed than their previous encounter, not that that was saying much.