Mick looks at him and then reaches out to stroke Len's cheek. "Because it felt good. Fuck I can't explain why. Maybe I'm just too fucked up. But it felt good. The pain chased all the other shit away. There was only two things that mattered. You and the pain. I tried not to show it. If I did I'd be dead soon enough."

He takes a deep breath. "I know you don't want to. You know me, Len, you think I'd ask for this if I didn't think it might work?"