"We need to get you some gloves." Leonard wrapped his hand tightly around Mick's, running his thumb along its back and hoping that he could warm him up a little. He knew Mick was just being a baby, it wasn't that cold, at least in his perception, but that didn't change that he wanted him to be comfortable. They still had some way to go, but he hoped a donut or two might make up for it. "This will be a good score. I promise. You wanted some money, right?"