It was always a small blessing when Ronan chose not to be a pain, and Ezra was thankful. Mostly because he was turned on and wanted to focus on that, but also for other reasons. "I need to get back to my natural level of glamour," he said, while Ronan's pants and shorts ended up around his ankles. It'd be his job to step out of those, while Ezra straightened up and went for his shirt. That needed to come off, too. "I notice you've shaved your head again."

Idle observation.