[He just blinks at her, looking helpless. And he stays like that for a few moments, bewildered by her adamance, until he finally confesses;]
 
I…would not know, Bryn. I am fairly unfamiliar with human rituals in regards to dating, relationships, and nearly all holidays. [He had assumed it was a day of ‘love’ and ‘companionship’, but had apparently wrongly assumed that it wasn’t for him.
 
He gives her a sheepish look]
 
It isn’t something I’ve ever actively participated in on the ‘romantic’ end of it. I’ve only ever attempted to ruin it.