"Hartley. Fancy." Mick snorted in amusement and came closer, taking Teddy from him and enjoying the way Teddy almost screamed in delight and started patting his face, repeating 'da' constantly as Mick tried to talk to Hartley. It really undercut a lot of Mick's scariness. "I said I'd pay you if you helped me. I keep my word, I don't bullshit anyone. You gotta have honour, a lot of scum bags don't but I do. I want to show Teddy what a real man is like."

And a real man kept his word, defended people instead of attacked them and did the right thing. And knew how to lift a wallet without getting caught and how to properly light a fire. It was a unique mix but Mick balanced it well.

"Okay then." Mick started, it was almost like parting words and then he looked away and added. "Whack some toast in the toaster, would you? How many do you what? I got a whole loaf. There's some jelly in the fridge you can spread on it. I ain't had chance to shop yet but knock yourself out. Make me some too. Oh and grab one of the little jars from the fridge, Teddy will be hungry too."