As Daniel continued to talk to him, Eric continued to have thoughts about Sydney while the magazine was practically on his lap. He also thought it was best not to tell his brother about how neither his girlfried or himself could keep their hands off of each other. Maybe it was a good time to have this conversation, so a part of the spikey-haired male was a bit more then just appreciative of his elder brother at that moment. He was also sure that Mrs. Boot would like that the little talk had taken place as well.
"I wouldn't do anything to Sydney without her permission," he stated, just so his brother would know. Everything that Eric did, in that sort of way, he had recieved the go-head motions from his girlfriend. If he didn't get those, then he wouldn't pressure her in to anything. That's how much she meant to him. That's how much Eric loved her. Pausing for a second, the spikey haired male realized that was the first time he came to terms with that. He was in love with Sydney Boot. "D-dolls you say?" he asked, trying to move on with the conversation. "I'll keep that in mind."
The image of Patrick rummaging through Daniel's room and blugging eyes coming out of the middle MacMillian's sockets came to his mind. It made him chuckle a little bit. "Well, at least I found out in a better way then he did," he said with a grateful smile upon his face.
"Why didn't dad have the conversation with Patrick?" he asked randomly with a shake of his head.