[His brows crease in sympathy. He wants to ask, is it really that hard to find someone to talk to? But he doesn't have to look hard at his own life to imagine that, yeah, it could be.

But she also wanted...? She doesn't finish that sentence, leaving him to guess. This is probably not a wise move.]

Well... I was going to tell the service to refund you. Tell them I had to cancel last minute. I mean, given that I kind of ruined the magic here, I think I owe it to you. But... not to mess with your decision or anything, but if you want more... [Read: a bedroom.] ...then I do have to keep it on the tab. Sorry. [He gives an apologetic look.]

But if you want more conversations, I can give you my number.