Things had been good.
Which naturally meant that something had to come and shatter that peace, the few moments of happiness he had with Leonard.

He blinks at the question, at the way Leonard hesitates. He's all wrong, all stiff and awkward and Mick hates it instantly. But he stuffs it all down and steps aside. "Yeah. Yeah of course."

Mick closes the door behind him. "I got beer in the fridge, some leftovers if you want." Even now still needing to look after him, take care of him.