Even if the man's comment was clearly a joke, it did strike Harvey a little harder than it would someone else. But even considering what he'd done before coming here, he still wasn't the kind of guy that would kill someone when they weren't able to at least attempt to defend themselves. He'd want to look them in the face first, to make clear what his reasons were for taking their life.

Still, he tried to brush the question off with a wry smirk that was only visible on one side of his face. "You're the one who got us down there. Say as much as you want to whoever you want." It wasn't like they had a claim on the basement or its secrets, so he wasn't going to split hairs over it.

As for the more practical question that Sangamon asked next, Harvey sighed and shook his head. "No, you're probably right. Something physical to counter the mental. Riddles and mazes. The other side has to have an obstacle course or something."

He was better off with the mental puzzles, personally, but he refused to let himself drag everyone down. He'd work through the pain that came with physical exertion and make it through somehow.