“Sure is,” Lex agreed, aloof and noncommittal. He was almost surprised when she refused, but in hindsight he should have expected some hesitation. Throwing away his wedding ring over what was most likely just a round of fun would seem dangerously creepy and obsessive, if that's all it was. But Jenessa’s rejection had been crystal clear. He didn't even need to see her face to know that she'd meant it.<br/><br/>When Blue's hand dipped into his pocket, he made a noise of disapproval into the kiss and grabbed her wrist. His free hand came up to her shoulder, to push her back just slightly, albeit reluctantly. “I would do it myself, you know,” he told her. It had nothing to do with his inability to see where he was aiming. Ideally, he would just never know where it was so he would never be tempted to try and come back for it. “I don't know if I'm just not strong enough to do it myself. I don't even know if it's because some masochistic part of me still loves her.” He paused and took a breath. “But either way, I want it gone. This is me asking for a favor here, and I'm not above begging. So..” He let go of her wrist and went to his pocket to retrieve his ring. “Please?”