[ nor has piter -- it's been so long since anyone has taken more than a nick from a poisoned blade to dispose of, so long since he's felt such lovely pain, so long since he's had such a lovely struggle.
and then those hands are around his neck and he lets out another gasp; he can think of nothing more perfect than jaq defenseless there below him, knife forsaken and stunner lost.
before those hands can tighten utterly, he jerks forward, attempting to smash his forehead against jaq's.