Baz frowned, glancing over at Ronan as he tucked his wand into his sleeve. Ronan didn't seem surprised, or any of the various reactions Baz had come to expect from a Normal, but he was still wary. It was practically second nature after everything he'd experienced in America, dealing with Normals and vampires.

"I'm not sure that's the issue," he said smoothly, not bothering to elaborate on what he thought the problem might actually be. "Are you having trouble?" It seemed like a safe enough question.