"Yeah, well. It fuckin' sucks when you do." He's blase in the face of Ronan's savagery. What's the worst that could possibly happen? Proko scans the crowd but he's lost sight of Kavinsky. Maybe for the best.

He looks over at Ronan at the lapdog comment and a scowl twists his mouth. "You don't even fucking know me, man. And given the way I remember Gansey holding your fuckin leash, you are the last person that gets to give me shit about being anyone's dog."

He lifts his eyebrow, daring Ronan to deny it or to throw a punch.