"Coffee, then!" He has a container of coffee grounds from the local shop he likes the most, and he starts the coffeemaker with a mug. Pouring himself a glass of water, he goes back to stand near Ryan, already moving close enough to nudge him lightly with his knee.

"Why, do you have anything else to do?" he asks. He's teasing and shows it with a smile, patting Ryan's shoulder with his free hand. The touch lingers—but that isn't so unusual for someone as touch-friendly as he is. "Someone would think you want to get away from me."