Erik was always around ever since they took him in, not that Michael minded the other man's presence but this was nice. Those humans were in an angel-induced sleep and wouldn't wake up until Michael wanted them too. He leans into his brother without a thought. Touching (at least with Lucifer) was becoming something he was more accustomed to, especially since their bath.

"It's not so bad once it's stopped moving. I can see why people get sea-sick."