Not much time passed before Lunge arrived, not even enough for Harvey to pretend to doze. More than that, the man didn't assume that he wanted to be left alone, instead jumping into a conversation right off the bat. It was a marked changed from how their interactions had originally been, but Harvey realized that that was a good thing. He didn't really need the sleep in the end, since this place took care of that in its own unexplainable way, so he might as well respond to him.

"Last night," he replied, as he'd thought that was pretty obvious. How the hell would he have gotten himself so badly injured on the trip? It would have had to be through something accidental or a case of bad luck, and he wasn't that uncoordinated.

"We're still working on the basement," he said as he shifted his position, tensing his jaw when a twinge of pain ran through him. "We're almost at the end of it all, I think, but tonight's a rest night." A very much needed one, at that.