Eric nodded and made a mental note to thank the doctor for his services. Sure heâ€™d already done it a bit after heâ€™d been treated but there had to be something else he could do. Heâ€™d think on it later and perhaps he would come up with something good. A small smile touched his lips as he listened to Ryan. He could tell he was concerned and that it was dangerous for him do be helping him. Normally he would have done things all on his own and toughed it out but Ryan had not given him a choice.<br/><br/>It was dangerous and he didnâ€™t want to put Ryan in that sort of situation again. â€œI think Iâ€™ll stay here. I donâ€™t think it would be a good idea to move, as you say the less I move around the better.â€ He said with a smile though part of it had to do with his desire to stay around Ryan a bit longer. He was still aware of how he was shirtless but it didnâ€™t bother him, it was comfortable. It was his belief that the shirt had been the main problem yet how much heâ€™d worked his body hadnâ€™t helped matters.<br/><br/>Heâ€™d felt a small rush of blood touch his face, reddening it a bit as he noticed Ryan looking at him. It wasnâ€™t so much out of embarrassment but that feeling he got whenever he was around Ryan. There were no words and though they had Kat upstairs and the thought of her coming downstairs to yell at them made him nervous, he couldnâ€™t push out the feeling toward Ryan. They were alone for the first time in awhile and it felt good. He didnâ€™t want to think of Jack and the fight, or the fact heâ€™d been injured yet they were constantly in his mind. Eric had been about to push them to the back so he could relax when something came to mind.<br/><br/>Sitting up with a bit of difficulty he sighed and rested his elbows on his knees as he thought. He still had not taken any pain medication and doubted he would, it was something heâ€™d gotten used to and he didnâ€™t like how it made him drowsy. There was something he had to tell Ryan he just couldnâ€™t remember what it was, the fog of the pain and the work of the day was clouding his mind. Focus. He told himself as he closed his eyes and searched through the wells of information in his mind. When he touched it he grabbed hold and pulled it to the front. Opening his eyes again he asked, â€œwhere exactly did you meet Thomas?â€