He's about to try to say something conciliatory. It's not like he's never made any wrong moves, Christ, especially lately, but then Tom says the last thing and Mike's face goes cold and stony.

"Don't do that," he says, very quiet. "Don't you pin this on me. It wasn't my thing to tell. It's Neil's life, it's up to him what he wants to tell you and when." He shakes his head, mouth twisting. "And how would I have told you, anyway? When? Right before we slept with him? Right after? Would there have been a good time?"