"Of course I do." He agreed, but he nodded at the actual question, arms sliding up over Michael's shoulders to drape his hands gently against the back of the other man's neck, petting lightly at his hair with just fingertips, "It is. But you know better than I do what Iz would do to keep that kid safe."

But that was most of the reason why Poe was even considering leaving, even just for the night, because he knew their daughter was in good hands.