His response doesn't surprise her too much given what he'd asked. It helps her feel more at ease, though, anyone admitting their inexperience usually does.

"Heather Mason," She offers as she flutters her gaze between the sketch in her lap and him. Ah, fuck, she needs to fix the nose and maybe the fall of his shoulders. She gets to it, looking up at him every now and again as she adjusts her work,"So, why are you scrolling through the romcoms?"

"I hear girls who've gone through a breakup like them." That she says with a bit of a shy, teasing grin.