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Keep forgetting how adorable a kid you were.

Speaking of, I'm thinking about hosting a little get-together. You, me, Sara, Raymond, obviously. But I'm recruiting some new kids to help us either bust out or make our own place here and I think it's time everybody met.

Yeah?

Was something to be reminded what a scrawny punk you were. [A smirk because it was kind of fun seeing a smaller Lenny thieving his fingers off and having fun before they got separated.]

Sure. Need me to do anythin to get it set up?

Heh. Sorry if I was a pain in the ass to keep track of.

[he knows how his younger self was good about landing into trouble he couldn't fight his way out of, and appreciates Mick's protective nature, even when Mick was a kid himself]

Sara's bringing the beer. Ray has the location, even if he doesn't realize it yet. We could use some food, nothing fancy.

Eh, reminded me of the old days. [They weren't always the best, but there were some good times in there.]

Food I can do. Supplies are a little dodgy but I can make it work.