"Bullshit," he growls because of course there's some reason. "What did I do wrong? What happened that's got you dancing away like I'm.. like I'm some kinda monster?"

There had been a time when Leonard would actively seek out touch, when he'd lean into simple stuff like holding hands or Mick's hand resting on his leg. Not even looking for sex, just.. just touch.

"What did I do? Tell me so I can fucking fix it." So he can fix them.