"Okay," in all of its strangled glory, is the hardest word he thinks he's ever heard. Because it just sounds like a concession, an agreement he makes because he has to, but not necessarily because he wants to.

"Yeah," he chokes out, nodding at the request. It's such a simple thing to ask for, which might be why the question almost breaks him to hear. "Let's go," he says quietly, slowly getting to his feet, but he doesn't let go of Mick's hand like he might have usually.