"Why is it I have to trust the addict rent boy you like but I can't trust one I pick. he's a good kid, he got kicked out because he's gay. Remember how often my dad did that? It happens. He's sleeping rough, he's gonna look like shit." Mick whispered, he's gotten so good at talking all soft and gentle, he no longer slipped up like he used to. Teddy was a warm, sleeping lump in his arms now and he had to be put down. He slowly got up and held the baby close, gesturing his head at the nursery door so Leonard could open it. "I need more help than an unreliable whore."