Mick would cheerfully break every bone in Lewis Snart's body for moments like this. When Leonard had been forced into ignoring him for an entire week, when he's sitting there looking lost and unsure with the one person he never should feel lost with.

He's hated the distance between them. Hated a week without hearing Lisa's laughter or being able to reach out and touch Leonard's hand and know that it was okay. That he didn't mind it.

But with his hands shoved in his pockets, folded in on himself like that, it's not like Mick can even offer a touch to ground him. "Lenny.."
God he's bad at this. He doesn't know what to say that won't wind up sounding stupid. Needy. Weak. "Can stay away from the house. If it'll make it easier."

Right. Because what they need is more distance. Good job Rory.