[Pietro regrets asking the moment he does, an annoyed quiet noise in his throat when Wash rambles on, and he does consider it a lecture again, half-listening. Given what he's supposed to get out of picking a safe word, it seems contrary to it, having to be aware enough to find that specific word, which goes against losing himself like he wants to. He waves his hand in a 'hurry up' gesture, still playing with the rope, as he gets to limitations, because Pietro's already figured that out and it bores him. When it seems Wash is finally done, Pietro looks at him again, disinterest in his eyes and his tone.]

No. I do not care.

[Wash's limits or chosen word don't matter to him, as they're currently not engaging with any of that, as far as he's concerned.]

What you say does not make sense. You answer me one question — if you are at point of not thinking, how do you even remember safe word?

[It's not a genuine question, spoken like a statement and a one that Pietro clearly doesn't think can be argued with, as if he'd won a contentious discussion they aren't even engaging in.]