The words were barely out of Sinestro's mouth when Hal was already moving forward. "Don't even -"

And then he was cut off by Dipper, and whipped back around to reach for him, but it was too little, too late.

Hal had no problem guessing why his own ring was so slow to the punch; it was exactly the kind of twist of the knife that Sinestro excelled at. And while he might've been left enough time to take his own ring off, if he wanted to, he knew - and he knew that Sinestro knew - that there was no way in hell he'd do it now.