Unfazed by the tone, in spite of the awareness that this guy could probably snap his neck with a single thought, Ronan makes a show of considering that request very carefully. He looks off for a moment, squinting, then slides his gaze back to Kylo.

"I heard about some kind of vampire poison a while back. You know, these little magic pills made of sunshine, and all you had to do was slip it in their blood bag or goblet or whatever and you'd fry that literal sucker up from the inside out. Not to accuse you of vampire hunting or anything. That's none of my business. But is that what you're looking for?"