"I checked. I was careful. I watched him for two days because he was going to hold my fucking son so don't you dare question me, asshole." Mick growled angrily because he was pretty much a papa bear when it came to his boy and he feared losing him to someone bad a lot of the time, he had a lot of paranoia and if he trusted someone, he vouched for them. "Look, I need more help than you and Axel, you're both never around. He'd be around. If I ever want a job that's legit, I need time." And time was what he didn't have with an infant and no consistent support. He sighed and rubbed at his face, tired and unsettled. "... Yeah. Thanks. Sorry. I'm stressed, you gotta just... trust me? This once, just do it."