Mickey leaned back against Esme with a nod. "You said it. I'm not sure what I'd do if..." he shook his head, not wanting to say anything out loud concerning the possibility of the blue and white no longer being on good terms with one another.
"I hate this," he sighed. If he didn't love his city so much, he would suggest that they just pack up and leave that night. Abandoning their posts in favor of a safer life. He was sure that at least Jason would be on board with the idea at that point. Things had already gone too far in his eyes, and it was only a matter of time before things got even worse.