"Leather... Oh! That jacket--" He stood and walked over to the closet and pulled out the leather jacket he'd found earlier. "I thought it must have been Finn's, but it's not really his style..."

He examined it for a moment, as if doing so might clue him in, wake up some memory somehow, but there was nothing. So he wandered back, taking his NV in hand again.

"I..." He stared at it. "I don't know if I can do this. What if he gets mad at me for forgetting him? And-- Blaine, I can't be with someone I don't know."