[ Jason shakes his head, and when he finally feels like he can stand up without an embarrassing boner, he does, crossing his arms in front of himself. they're both putting space between each other now, and he hates it. he hates how close to her he still wants to be. ]

I feel what?

[why is he even asking? it's not like it matters. whatever he feels like, he's not Hank and he knows she'll never be with him.]

Look, we can just... we can just forget this. Nothing happened, ok? We both just fucked up and you don't have to say shit about it. I'm not gonna say anything to anyone.