"Good because no one should be scared of me. I'm not a scary bastard really even though I've got a temper. You're too much of a needy brat to make me angry."

Sig was teasing lightly of course as he laughed slightly when Mikkel slid into his lap. He immediately wrapped his arms around the lighter frame of the Dane and pressed a kiss to Mikkel's forehead. The poor kid. Yes, he was a needy, emotional wreck but the what teenagers weren't? Bjorn was much older than Mikkel but still behaved like a bitchy teen so the bassist was used to that part.

"We all apologise when we need to. Don't worry about it, brat. We're here now and let's enjoy each other's company."

The Swede trying to offer words of reassurance as he playfully offered his own glass of booze to Mikkel's lips, wondering if the brat liked being fed.