"How much more sense do you need, Mick? I'm here, aren't I?" What was he supposed to do? He wasn't exactly used to having to prove that he was alive. Not that any of this was normal. "It's you and me again." Even if his plans were multilayered and he hadn't decided on the outcome yet, he had never debated that Mick would be a part of them. That was what had gone wrong before.