"I got a whole loaf, knock yourself out. Like I said. I just hit pay day tonight and I'm gonna go do the shopping soon. That bread expires tomorrow. You could eat the whole thing, I wouldn't care. Just save me like five slices." Mick laughed at the kid, his manners were adorable. Street kid? Yeah, right. He put Teddy's bib around him and sat down on the floor with him, popping the lid off and starting the ongoing game of 'Will he eat before aeroplane noises or only for aeroplane noises?'. Mick offered a spoonful out and, thank God, Teddy just ate it. Hartley put him in a very good mood, apparently.

"So how long have you been homeless? Can't be long. Days, rights?" That much was obvious. "Have you eaten at all since you left wherever you were?"