Ramon stares for a moment longer. Then realises he's staring, and stops. He pulls the tissue from his face instead, realises he's still bleeding and puts it back. His thumb doesn't stop twirling the ring.

'Random.'

He says his (husband) lover's name quietly, and sits next to him. He stops fiddling with the band when he places his left hand on Random's back. It looks good against his tanned hand; good against Random's pale skin too.

'I'm not taking it off.'