"Ah, alas, encores aren't free," he offered as a joking pseudo-apology. He stopped bothering his wedding band in favor of holding his hands behind his head to prop his head up a bit. He let himself bask in the silence, agreeing with himself to shove his thoughts of Jess to the back of his mind. She was probably dead anyway, he told himself as he always did when he started to become even vaguely reminiscent. He had very little hopes of ever finding anything like what he had with Jess again. He wouldn't be opposed to it, if someone found themselves inclined to put up with him, but he wasn't holding his breath. Instead, he switched the topic of conversation from himself to Blue. "Okay, but what about you? Go on then. Tell me about these super hot boyfriends of yours."