"If I knew how you tricked me I wouldn't have fallen for it, would I?" He'd like to be able to blame his not-really-impeccable logic on being off balance from the kiss, from the warm slide of the jet's armor between his thighs, but, well, no, it's pretty much like his logic usually is: stubborn and paranoid.

And see? Look at the way Wing grabs for the paper again. Another trick of his, squirming against Deadlock to distract him.

Yeah? Not falling for it this time: Deadlock launches himself off Wing's body, both hands grabbing for the jet's wrist.