At the mention of reaching out to his parents, Jake looked off to the side, his fork tapping slowly on the side of his plate as he tried to figure out what to say to that. A small sigh before he looked back to Draco. "I... don't know if it's the right time or not. They haven't contacted me or anything since I left. Not an email or a text or a call. They wouldn't even talk to my sister about me."

He shrugged, but it was obvious how much that shrug hurt. "I would love for you two to meet. When we go into London, would you like to? It'd be a bus ride out there but it's only about thirty minutes out to her."