Poe was startled - he would have figured Scrooge would cling to Magica for protection. Magica smiled, the ice broken, and cooed as pet Scrooge's face. "Such kindness, after the boorish way my brother behaved. And Poe is sorry... aren't you?"

The threat in her tone was obvious. "Of course." Poe replied at once, humiliating as it was to apologize to a slave. "It won't happen again." At least not in the same exact way. He helped guide Scrooge's hand to his still hard flesh - hm. Those callouses did feel good.