"Maybe a little," he relents, still smirking. Or a lot. Too much. Enough that losing Mick as his safety net is more terrifying than Lewis on his worst nights.

By all accounts, Leonard should probably be seeing a shrink, but like hell Lewis would allow for that. And Mick's not as bad as he thinks over that whole pyromania issue. Or at least not as far as Leonard's seen at this point. Sure, he's heard the story about his family, they met in juvie afterall and you tend to story-swap, but it's not like he's made a habit out of it, right? He's not the danger people want to assume just because they know the story the newspapers sold. Leonard knows the person, not just the story, and the person? Is just an overprotective grizzly bear.

Lisa darts over to them, barely managing to stop herself at her break-neck speed before her own momentum slammed her in their laps. But she stops just in time, half out of breath and taking a second to gain it back before declaring. "Bubba, I'm hungry!"

He gives her an amused look and glances over at Mick, "I think she heard the siren call of the pizza."