He could feel the tension a little with Ryan. Part of him believed it was what Eric was feeling himself yet another part told him it was something else. He had noticed when they were close how Ryan held back and didn’t push the issue. It was something hard to forget or ignore. Eric turned toward the stairs and started up his mind racing and trying to come up with something to say to lighten the mood but a bit but nothing came to mind. His thinking was stifled by his feelings and he knew he had to squash those before things got, out of hand.<br/><br/>“I would too if I could but you know how the military is, clean cut and in order.” Eric said, the last part done with a fake bad military voice. His room was only clean back on the ship because of the routine checkups. In the house it was because he’d didn’t get the chance to unpack or do anything he normally did when he had lived in a real home. Then again he could not remember when that was and gave Ryan a glance that told him he really didn’t care. It was who Ryan was and he liked that, if anything Eric wished he had that sort of freedom.<br/><br/>“If you wish.” Eric replied as he stepped in his eyes soaking in the room. It was not as bad as Ryan thought, he’d seen much worse. He moved to the center and stopped. “Coming in?” He asked his head cocked to one side as he looked at Ryan.