Jack was where most guys would be when they were upset. Sitting at the table-well in this case sitting ontop of the counter nearest the table with his bare feet dangling in the air. He felt so disconnected lately, the fact that Alyssa wanted to come over at all amazed him. The fact that anyone wanted to subject themselves to his depression willingly surprised him. He wanted to tell himself that he wasn't alone. Alyssa going out of her way to make him pie meant that he wasn't alone. Logically he knew that..mentally he still missed Kira.
That was the reason he couldn't come to her, he just couldn't do it. "Pie.." He gave her a tiny smile and tried to look inviting. He had been quiet lately since Kira's death. Starting conversations just wasn't something he was good at anymore. But that didn't mean he wouldn't try. "You didn't have too..do this I mean." Awkward.