Thought so.

[Mick smirks because his ego needed that. He needed to know he could crush that speedy bastard if he had to. Mick picks up his drink and finishes it off, sliding the bottle aside and pulling out another.]

I mean, you know, I get it. You and him. Danger can sometimes be a turn on and you strike me as someone a little kinky. [He shrugs. Yes, this is Mick empathising. And trolling.] Bet it hits a lot of those buttons.