[This is his room, he can kick out whoever he wants-- the stunned, almost angry look on his face lasts only a moment, though. Petre had made him invite him in when he didn't want to, and if he isn't ready to leave then there's nothing Ryan can do. Not when all it would take is giving him an order.
So he sits; he isn't moving to the bed, perching instead on his roommate's to keep some distance, and once he settles he watches Petre warily.]
no subject
So he sits; he isn't moving to the bed, perching instead on his roommate's to keep some distance, and once he settles he watches Petre warily.]
...What else do you want.