Mike only did the first few buttons--only to make sure the other would actually get out of his shit before the shower, with the state he's in. It would be worrying if he hadn't gone through it himself with the Bello incident.

He looks down a few seconds, gaze on the tile. He's not surprised if he's the last person Billy wants to see now: Mike's the one that ask him to do it. Clean up what he could.

He nods, then, to himself. Presses a hand on the other's chest, over his heart, as if to check it wasn't beating too fast. The other wasn't having a heart attack, but till.

"You going to be okay?" He asks. Still touching him.