[Look at him missing jokes! It's a major holiday—or so say the wardens randomly—and he's feeling kind of alone right now. He was feeling that way before too, but the holiday has a way of punctuating it. Alone should be ideal. He can just put his head down and work on a way out. That's the goal. That's what's important—get home, stop the apocalypse. But he's been in this prison a long time and it's worn away some of that urgency of mission. It's opened him up in ways he didn't expect. It's left him caught somewhere between the life he lived and the life he could have. But most of all...it has him missing the obvious like the way of course Martha would know that. Definitely not his mun missing cues! Never~
Of course now he's more focused on the many ways in which he doesn't know how to respond to hearing first that he's cute and second that Jack may be eyebrow lifting in his general direction.]