And for once in a very long time, Lisa is the one to shelter Mick. Her presence is warm and steady and offers the stability be so very badly needs.

"I'm not the smartest," he allows after a long moment of simply soaking in the contact. "I'll probably fuck it up. But I'll try."

He'll try.
He'll swear to Lenny that he won't touch if he doesn't want it. He'll at least swear that he'll try. He'll try and God help anyone else who tries to touch him because Mick will step between them. Break bones if he has to.

He'll try because he loves him.
"I miss him."