[ Poe is totally trying to keep his cool right now, but despite his best efforts, his breathing catches sharply when Peter presses his wrist against the bed. They’re both strong, obviously, but Peter’s definitely got the height and broadness going for him, so realistically, getting out of something might be a trial for Poe, scrappy as he may be. But he’s also not concerned about Peter and what he might do with the upper hand.
He trusts the guy a lot more than he realizes.
Poe clears his throat so he doesn’t accidentally croak when he speaks. ]
Is this where you tell me you’ve just got cuffs lying around?
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He trusts the guy a lot more than he realizes.
Poe clears his throat so he doesn’t accidentally croak when he speaks. ]
Is this where you tell me you’ve just got cuffs lying around?