Every single thing that came out of Bruce's mouth sounded like a practiced line to Harvey, and it was that insincerity that really got under his skin. Actually, even worse than that was that Bruce's squeaky clean attitude might actually be genuine, that he might actually mean everything he was saying.

The people didn't need him. In fact, even hearing that said in seriousness almost caused him to flip over the table between them and go rushing straight for Bruce's throat. He didn't need to be mocked, even if that wasn't the idiot's intention in the first place.

"Don't bother coming back," he snapped, standing with Bruce if only because he was still trying to decide if decking him was a good idea. It was good that the man's visit was turning out to be so short, seeing how Harvey wasn't sure that he could keep himself together for much longer. Being told to make friends as if he was a child was the last straw. He gripped the back of his chair, glaring at Bruce as he left, his anger only barely contained.