There's a lot he could say, things he should say but most of the words just aren't there. Things about desires and lust and all the things he's wants and he just has no idea how to explain it. Just no idea at all.

"Now? No. You can't ask me about before. Like it mattered. I was totally not capable of getting laid," he points out. "Now though... if I have a chance at you? Us? No one else matters."