[Poggio]

He reached up and tugged at the hand pulling on his scalp. It was not how he was used to waking up after spending a night with a stranger. The man and he should have been sharing an awkward goodbye. Before the question could tumble out of his mouth the words registered in his mind and the red hair fell into place. He bucked under the man trying to get away, hissing through his teeth. He would get no answers from him.