It was probably not polite to laugh, but Lex couldn't help chuckling at her low-key jealousy. It was kind of flattering, though he did feel a sharp pang of guilt in his stomach when she mentioned his moving on. The feeling came entirely out of left field. What did Lex have to feel guilty about? Jenessa had struck first blow, and the only way their marriage existed was on paper. He'd thrown his ring away, which was about as close to a full divorce as he was likely to get. And then it hit him that it wasn't guilt related to Jenessa that was plaguing him.<br/><br/>"I could kind of go for a smoke, to be honest," he sighed, oddly nostalgic for something he hadn't done in ages. He didn't owe Blue an explanation for what happened with Jenessa at the barracks. In the forefront of his mind, he knew that. He didn't even know if she'd believe him if he explained himself, for all he knew she could turn around and blame it on him. But, he did it anyway. "I don't think she's happy either. I went to talk to her when Marcus said she was looking for me. She kind of threw herself at me."