Even if you put aside that she could come here--

[He stops to close his eyes a moment, to rub at his face, let out a frustrated exhale.]

There's a difference between accepting she's gone and throwing myself into something because it's been "enough time," like there's some sorta expiration date on your feelings. If something happens with someone, I'll think about it, but I'm definitely not interested in messing around with people who don't even know me and wouldn't look at me twice if it wasn't for a tattoo on my wrist.