How beautifully, blissfully simple it is, to press in— Ronan gives way like he was always waiting for Kylo to ask. He's like... a gift, so eager to be claimed it unwraps itself.

"No one," Kylo echoes. He can already see the outline of the truth beginning to take shape. "It's the same for all of them. Isn't it. All your... miraculous finds. These expensive toys and trinkets. All of them."

He paces forwards.

"Where do you find them, Ronan?"