[At that, he stays quiet for a good few seconds before catching himself. It's strange, the way he reacts to hearing that. A date? A date with who? Regardless of how it had gone, how many people of that possibility were here? He hadn't considered it.

His fingers curl at Ryan's back and scrunch a few times, trying to relax him further as he leans his weight against him, tries to be light-hearted with it.]

Why bother with such a lie when the truth would end contact? I'm certain words like that must have been true. But why do you assume you shouldn't have?