Eric turned to face Ryan a slight grin spreading across his face. He nodded his head in agreement. Paint drying; that was a perfect example of this feeling. He sat up a bit more and leaned forward trying to get some movement in there to help lessen the stiffening process. He didn’t want to get tense or stiff. What he wanted was to be lose and comfortable. It might hurt but he had to do it. He flexed his shoulders slightly wincing at the tug on his side. Mostly he kept the pain to himself but he was sure some of it came out more than he planned.<br/><br/>At Ryan’s words he glanced toward him again. “Is that so?” He asked moving just a little closer. Those words seemed like an invitation and he wasn’t one to pass it up. When he heard more about Ryan’s past he paused. It was clear Ryan was trying to keep himself together and was having great difficulty doing it. A sly grin touched his face as he moved closer yet. He wanted to see how far he could go before Ryan actually did something.