[That is a stupid move; Wufei seizes the foot one-handed and lifts Duo right off his feet and onto the floor with a neat twist. You're a lot of things, Duo, many of them very impressive, but 'a hand-to-hand expert' is none of them. Wufei takes a sip of the coffee, makes a face, then bends to put it down beside Duo's head. He'll be taking this pack with him, by the way.]

Here. You're smarter than this. Act like it.

[He wants hot water for tea now, casually tossing the lighter down to Duo as he steps back to the counter.]

And to answer your question. [This to the older, taller, more... no, dignity has no role here.] It's simple; if you were trying to drug or poison me, you would come to regret it. There aren't any consequences here, except those we make for ourselves. And anyways, you didn't make it for me.

[You made it for the dumbass on the floor.]