[ Poe is glad John says not to worry about it. There's a moment, just a moment of pure panic at the thought of exposing himself more than he already has. At tangling with his own lies and reasons for them so abruptly. There's no way John can miss it: the way Poe tenses at the question, the way he relaxes when John brushes his hair back and says Thanks for telling me.
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He likes it when John plays with his hair. ]
I'm sorry I didn't before.