[He gets up on one elbow, glances back, full of jokes about just how often Ryan's life involves potentially deadly pyrotechnics. But what comes out isn't really humorous at all.]
You will.
[Then he's looking into the sun again.]
John Allerdyce. And apparently you're Ryan something.
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You will.
[Then he's looking into the sun again.]
John Allerdyce. And apparently you're Ryan something.