In the end, Harvey ended up on his back, seeing how it was mainly his side that was sore and that way he could also rest his injured hand on his torso. Staring up at the ceiling, he continued to listen to Lunge's words, fully aware and yet physically fatigued after heading into town while bruised and burnt. "Yeah, I'll let you know," he responded. He didn't think it was going to be anything good in the end, but he wasn't cruel enough to keep the information to himself and then force Lunge to have to go through the same torture session.

Though from what Harvey knew of his roommate, chances were he would look into it even if he knew that there was life-threatening danger involved. The man seemed like the sort who paid attention to detail, and in this place that could get you killed. Granted, he was more or less the same way. Despite that, he took some satisfaction out of the fact that he'd made it through the basement faster than Lunge had. It was petty and pointless, which was why he kept the thought to himself.

"Yeah, we've got the sword and shield. I'm pretty sure Jones has them both." After himself, Jones was the one Harvey trusted most to keep those safe, so he was fine with that. He was curious about whether or not the man would be going to the meet-up tonight, but he'd find out soon enough. "And what did you have planned tonight?" Seeing how Lunge seemed to have put the basement aside for the moment, Harvey was curious to know what he had been up to.