Ryan was almost trembling from head to toe just from trying to keep his composure. “What? Did you think I was just going to send you in there and leave? That wouldn’t be any way to treat a guest, now would it?” He replied with a chuckle as he slowly entered the room placing his hands behind his back mock-military style, when Eric asked if he was coming in. Oh, he was coming in alright, he thought to himself. Ryan’s lips parted and he was about to crack a joke that was something along those lines, but decided against it knowing that it might get him in too much trouble. So instead he just said, “I remember how the military loves to use any excuse to keep you wrapped around their finger. They dictate your life, tell you what you can and can’t do…” He allowed his words to trail off a little and grinned a bit.<br/><br/>“Rest assured, dear Eric, you don’t have to worry about that here.” Ryan moved over to the bed and sat down, half tempted to curl up and sleep. He felt a yawn coming, and covered his mouth. In spite of the current situation it felt nice to be home again and away from a military atmosphere. The long past few days were really starting to wear on him, and all that ran through his mind was getting this done and over with quickly. The quicker he got everything accomplished, the quicker he would have the military out of his hair, at least for now, and he could go back to doing what he loved. The unfortunate part being that he knew he would never be completely free. Even if Murdock said he would wipe his slate, he knew how the military worked. He would most likely be stuck being their dog until the day he died.<br/><br/>“Now,” he continued, the thought lingering in his mind. It left a really bad taste in his mouth. But… maybe it wouldn’t be as bad as he thought it would be, no matter how much he enjoyed his life of crime. Being the military’s dog meant he got to spend time with Eric, did it not? Before that thought got him in trouble, he said. “Go ahead and make yourself comfortable. We do have a lot we need to go over,” he paused for a moment, in thought. “I don’t know about you, but I think we should go over some plans and get everything done before Kat realizes we’re gone.” He was getting tired, but he found himself with a little more energy to stay awake. It might have been because he was probably at that state where one felt tired but was unable to fall asleep for whatever reason.