Nope. Really wouldn't want him to know. I don't know how he would feel about it.

[Eliot is back to leaning improperly over the sofa arm, so he's looking at Rip from a lazy, upside-down angle. He may be purposefully setting his dumb self up for taking a literal fall.]

And it's seven marriages. I had perfectly valid romances and lifetimes without any rings. Speaking of, [Eliot points to his earrings,] I still have some.

Point is: No apologies necessary. You didn't have a way of knowing. Save that humble attitude for when you need it.