"I know." And he does. He has faith in the nerd squad that something will happen and they will find some way to keep him alive.
He has faith in Cisco.

Mick squeezes his hand again before his eyes drift closed and he falls into another feverish doze. Not once does he even think of letting go of the fingers curled in his, even if Cisco's brain would be better served working with the rest of the science minds.