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[beer_and_fire]

Mick Rory

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[beer_and_fire]

[Mick waves him off and shakes his head]

So, you spoken to that boy of yours?

[old_school]

Ben. [An amazing young man. Strong and so kind. His smile, an echo of his mother, assuring him that he was a great father.

That he wouldn't turn into Lewis.

Leonard's expression softens.] He's a hell of a kid.

[beer_and_fire]

Said you're a hell of a dad.

You gonna be okay?

[old_school]

[The affirmation still leaves him quietly stunned. He's going to be a decent father. He's going to do right by the woman he loves and their son.

Leonard breathes. Nods.]

Yeah. I think so.

You?

[beer_and_fire]

Too soon to tell. Not as good at this as you.

[old_school]

I'm not as good at this as you.

I've had more time to get used to this.

[beer_and_fire]

You're more patient than me.

[old_school]

[A sigh because they aren't arguing stupid shit like this. Mick will be all right. With the right support he's always going to be all right.

It's why he saved him from the Oculus.] Give it time partner. We've got people here. Not like Central, but it's close.

[beer_and_fire]

Well, enough of that shit. Now what?

[old_school]

[A shrug and a wave of his hand.] No idea. Give it another two days I'm sure something else weird is going to come up.

[beer_and_fire]

This place is almost as bad as back home.

[old_school]

Don't go and give this place any ideas, partner.

[beer_and_fire]

It's already got bad ideas.