He was sweet about it. Awkward. He took me to see The Incredible Hulk (I tried not to find it ironic) and then got us tea for our 'discussion'. He wants to be friends. Fine by me. I felt it would be cruel for me to say something along the lines of, "I really only react to you this way because you're the only accessible male in my age group within hundreds of miles." But the fact my single defining emotive reaction has been embarrassment leads me to believe that's exactly what my 'feelings' for him were. I don't, actually, care about being rejected by him very much at all.
However, because I am human, it still made me feel rejected and dejected and just a little bit like I might be totally useless in general. Well, why don't you want ten thousand babies with me? Am I really that bad?
Obviously, I didn't ask those questions, and I never will. What I'll do is soldier on with a smile on my face. I always have.