[ that doesn't stop him from feeling like someone just walked over his grave, and it's hard not to shudder with the force of the chill that crawls up his spine. like a hand on his back. ]
No. [ he reaches out, covering the hand of hers that's wearing a ring he'll give her someday with one of his own. ] The ring doesn't bother me. I can guess why I gave it to you. [ and what he asked. ]