[ Peter frowns, aggravated by the situation, but there’s a bit of gratitude in his expression, too. At least Poe gets it.

But if Peter had known Poe was gonna make some time for him, Peter would have tried to do the same, because—

... Because of something. Some weird, nebulous reason that Peter can’t quite get the shape of. But it’s— you know. Probably because of the mind-blowing sex, and how rarely they can manage it together.

He scrubs at his face with his free hand. ]

How long have you got?

[ Which probably should’ve been Peter’s question when they first decided to meet, but it’s always easier to see what he should have done when it’s already behind him. ]

I’ve just gotta meet with the guy to get the finer details in person. Maybe I can be there and back before you’ve gotta go.