[There's a hard swallow at that, fingers lingering at the base of his finger, momentarily frozen in place because maybe Lance isn't in the mood for this right now, or maybe he just, uh, doesn't like jewelry? He'd be surprised at that, considering how showy he likes to be at any other point of time. Reluctant to meet his eyes, he'll hesitantly draw away.]

I -- know we fight a lot, and we were just talking about splitting up, but...

[Good start; he's squeezing at the other ring still snug in his other hand, effectively biting into his palm with his glove-less nails.]

I love you. Either way. I'd still want you to have it if we split. [Maybe he could use it as a sacrifice at a voodoo alter.] I know I'm not that great [AS A BOYFRIEND.] but if it were up to me, I'd marry you on every planet we end up on.

[Finally lifting his gaze some, looking appropriately embarrassed.]