He Ming makes an effort to keep his apartment neat, aided by his roommate who's more meticulous than he is. Neither of them wear shoes inside the house, though even if Ryan didn't take his off at the door, He Ming probably wouldn't have said anything. He has more important things on his mind.

"I've been great! The homework this week has been okay, I've been working on it... kind of." Hovering at Ryan's side, He Ming wants to reach out and touch him, just to feel him, but that hasn't worked before.

He'll have to be more obvious. Somehow.

"How are you? You can go sit on the couch—I'll get you something to drink." Not something alcoholic, because it's early in the evening yet and that would be a little weird. "Do you want water or something else?"