[ His reticence to answer is almost as telling as an answer itself, and Blake can't help but wonder why it's difficult until the question's put back to him. Nine times out of ten he doesn't allow himself to think about it, sometimes going so far as to purposefully set his mind in a different direction. ]

Used to think not. Now I wonder if I just didn't know what to expect — if maybe I don't love everyone. Maybe even a bit too much...

[ Romance? Nah. But he sure as hell feels that ache in his chest on some level when he thinks about those who mean (and have) meant to most to him. ]