Okay. Shattering glass gets his attention. In an extremely visceral, too-personal way. He knows it wasn't and would never be Mick's intention to shock him back to that house with that asshole, but some connections never fade, no matter how much time and distance has been put between a person and those things.

"What the fuck, Mick?" He spins away from the plans and stares at him, incredulous. He refuses to let the reaction he had on the inside show on the outside, but he can't ignore the hammering inside his own chest.