The kiss saved him. Between that look, the fact most of his blood was still south of his brain, and just himself, he'd been about to ask for clarification for that last comment. How far did that go, how much did he have-

Yeah. Good thing he was very quickly otherwise occupied. Not ruining everything was still a core of the mostly in tatters plan. He slid his hand down to the back of Poe's neck again, increasing the pressure of the kiss.