Ronan makes a sound that might turn into a scoff, because he's still Ronan. So he struggles with it, this idea of obedience, even as something inside him tells him he wants it.

His eyes drop with Frank's hand, following the movement. He licks his lips, entirely subconsciously, then tears his eyes away from Frank's hands and back up to his face.

"What if I don't?" he asks, careful, calculated. He's going to do what Frank says, he already made that clear. But he can't help wondering the answer.