"Alec." He took Mickey's hand and shook it firmly. "Why does his presence equate to your absence?" He started walking again, glad to see that his suitcase was already on the belt. He grabbed it and set it on its wheels, heading for the exit even though he didn't actually know where they were going. He wasn't very good at being still, especially when he was agitated.
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