Well at least one of these things feels familiar, although it's been a long time since he's been told it's not him. Usually it is Blake creating the reason for the awkward end, from his pedantic need to share as little about himself as possible right up to the fact that he has trouble with people in his personal space.

"Ah, uh," he starts, but then nods slowly as if each time he's steering a metal ball through the maze of his mind. A dozen thoughts spring to mind — many of them alternative approaches that might have made this easier — but he finds himself ultimately at a loss, his dark eyes pinging over Jayden's features as they stand in silence for a few awkward moments.

"Same here," he finally pipes up. His fingers find his ear and he tugs at the lobe without much thought, fidgeting as he's wont to do. "Back home, I mean— And... in general." How long had it been since he even considered anything more than few dates? Far longer the one-night stands used to blow off some steam, and still longer yet since he dreamed of having a family of his own.

He shrugs, and while he's doing some part of playing this off as nothing, Blake can't help but be a little disappointed. "I'd kick myself if I didn't ask," he says, that rueful smile no less genuine.

He's curious, though, knowing there's more. Sensing it. He'd ask, but Jayden's already been fairly gracious considering Blake's sudden appearance.