unable to breathe, think, or focus on anything other than the fact that his trachea may or may not be about to collapse in on itself, Poe's first instinct is to to try and get the hands away from his throat, only to remember that THERE ARE NO ACTUAL HANDS THERE, and he's just sort of scrabbling for purchase on nothing. he manages to probably come close to turning blue before he makes some sort of signal to indicate he'll talk IF YOU LET HIM, DICKHEAD.
it might not be the truth, but it'll buy him some time to get people here.]
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just unfair.
unable to breathe, think, or focus on anything other than the fact that his trachea may or may not be about to collapse in on itself, Poe's first instinct is to to try and get the hands away from his throat, only to remember that THERE ARE NO ACTUAL HANDS THERE, and he's just sort of scrabbling for purchase on nothing. he manages to probably come close to turning blue before he makes some sort of signal to indicate he'll talk IF YOU LET HIM, DICKHEAD.
it might not be the truth, but it'll buy him some time to get people here.]