His eyes tightened as she accepted the lies, though he kept the frown from his face easily enough. He instead pressed the fingers of one hand hard into his thigh while it was still inside his pocket before once again releasing all the tension. He nodded simply to her decision. He wasn't going to argue about it, it wouldn't really make a difference.

The request for a Ferriday bag gave him paws and he couldn't help but tip his head to one side slightly. He had one, sure, but he used it for his own phone as needed. And those were out in his backpack.

"Not on me, but I'm sure there's a spare with the others, like you said," he replied, aware of the sound of voices on the other side of the door, while not feeling the need to look. They were muffled enough that it meant that no one was currently shouting.

He wondered if the Senator had left. The thought nearly twisted his mouth, but he settled on blinking instead. Reaching forward as she held out the sticky note and pen, Ronan nodded again. He pressed the little paper against his hand and swiftly wrote out his number in a blocky script. Above the series of numbers he wrote Scott Daniels, double checked that the information was correct, and then held both pen and paper out for her to take back.

"is that the plan as soon as School lets out?" A pause, his head turning to look up at the clock himself. "What time does School usually let out?"