Mike knows the warning note. He's weighing his options, now--not speak at all or come clean and let Liam know everything about Tim. That hand is on his chin and Mike doesn't bother to hide the spark of a glare that's still there.

This is how they work.

He's tempted, selfishly, to keep saying nothing and just take the punishment, and it shows in his eyes. He can't, though. He can't because there's some part of him still wants to please Liam and make sure he's happy and content and fulfilled so he can get what he wants.

"Tim." His voice is barely audible, and he licks his lips, worried, as his gaze slips to the side, unable to look Liam in the eye.

"His name is Tim."