Oh, Lex was a lucky man, he wasn't going to argue that point. Python, though, he seemed to have a different image of Lex's relationship than what the actual reality of it was. That was Lex's fault, of course, for saying things that misled him. It was up to Lex to set the record straight, then. It was only right for him to talk about how cool and hot his wife was anyway. If he was making a new friend here, he ought to give that new friend the proper impression. Yapping about how cool and hot his wife was would certainly do that.
"Oh, nah, I think she does," Lex answered perhaps a bit too candidly, waving a hand as though to dismiss the notion. "Don't really remember, though. She seems the sort who'd get jealous, and I wouldn't wanna do that to her, don't get me wrong! I just didn't know I was married is all. I only found out after I got here."
That... probably sounded quite strange out of context, didn't it? Well, the context wasn't really going to help it be any less strange. The situation was quite bizarre, and Lex couldn't pretend he understood it himself. The mechanics weren't for someone like him to understand anyway. He was no scholar. He was a doer, not a studier. Was that a thing? It sounded like a thing.
"So, uh, I've got a giant gap in my memory. Apparently I've had a wife for, like, twenty years or something? Can't remember any of it. No idea what happened. Feel awful 'bout the whole thing, don't get me wrong. She's a great lady. She deserves a husband who can love her back as much as she loves him. I don't actually know if I can be that man, not right now at least. I can try, though, and that's what I oughta do."
...Unlike the couple they were observing, who seemed to be having a worse spat than Lex and Ayra had endured yet. Then again, their relationship had been quite smooth thus far, even despite Lex's memory issues. He really was lucky, wasn't he?