Sometimes I think he cares more than he wants to let on, even to himself. Things will go so well, and then they get to the point of real warmth, and all of a sudden it's awkwardness incarnate. He will call, but avoid having anything to say, and it's a struggle to carry it. I can tell that somewhere, in there, there's something that he just doesn't want to come too close to. If only it were one of those things one could just be direct about; but, it is not, so it has to be left as it is.