Having caught up with Scott and Sangamon, Harvey realized that the only person he hadn't talked to since the coliseum was Peter. There was probably a good reason for that. If anyone had reason to avoid the rest of them, it was that kid. Still, he'd apparently gotten into a fight with Scott if nothing else, and Harvey was sure that Peter had met up with Jones by now, so...

Well, he wasn't going to take it personally or anything. He and Peter weren't exactly close. Not that he was close to Scott or Sangamon, either, but --

And Depth Charge wasn't even on his radar.

It wasn't worth dwelling on and he'd been keeping an eye out for Scott's bulletin note so that they could figure out their next move. There wasn't much else he could do, so he went ahead and let the nurses herd him into the next room. Which happened to be one of his least favorite. The sound of a flute being played badly hit him first, but it was soon followed by the notes of a string instrument and then a tune on the piano.

It wouldn't have been so bad if one person had been playing an instrument well, but the combination of everything echoing through the room was tantamount to torture. Harvey started to move toward a corner of the room, holding his good ear with one hand.

[For Ema.]