Mick would never desert them, never leave them hanging, not when Lewis was still a very real and very terrifying presence in their lives. If it wouldn't mean deserting them, he probably would have killed the old man ten times over by now for every bruise he'd inflicted, every cut, every time that Lenny showed up at his door with a terrified little girl in his arms.

Then Lisa is barreling towards them and he gives a suitably dramatic grunt when she plows into their laps. "Nope. Can't. You done went and broke me in half, Princess."

She laughs and throws her arms around Mick's neck and he grins at Leonard. "I think she did. And if she's extra good, there might be ice cream in it too."