[ Some of it hits Poe in the face. He puts his hand up defensively, laughing again. ]
Easy. Watch the crossfire.
[ He reaches behind him to get the shampoo, spilling some of it into his hand and then working it into John's hair. He massages the suds in, hoping John still feels the powder's buzz, hoping it tags on a little more relaxation.
Poe starts to speak. Hesitates. Bite the bullet, he thinks, not knowing exactly what that means. He's heard it used. He knows enough. ]
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Date: 2018-03-14 03:39 am (UTC)Easy. Watch the crossfire.
[ He reaches behind him to get the shampoo, spilling some of it into his hand and then working it into John's hair. He massages the suds in, hoping John still feels the powder's buzz, hoping it tags on a little more relaxation.
Poe starts to speak. Hesitates. Bite the bullet, he thinks, not knowing exactly what that means. He's heard it used. He knows enough. ]
You okay?