[Oh, maybe he can use this to his advantage. He lets the hand with the ring fall to his side, eyelids dropping to something a little closer to neutrality.]
I mean, when time and space are all balled up around ya, kinda hard to focus on other shit, you know?
[He looks a little dismayed, but when the expression falls upon him, he makes sure to take another few steps away and to half-turn so she doesn't catch it. Or at least, he doesn't think she does. As an extra precaution, he glares at the wall.]
We were hair's breadth from goin' down with everything else.
[Regardless of everything else, he wasn't hoping to die. And he hadn't wanted PM to die either. Not to...whatever that thing was. Not like that.]