"... It's a bird." A bird threw acid at him. Okay, that baffled Harvey enough that he did lower the screwdriver. And as he lowered it and felt Edward exhale in relief, he fumbled and dropped the screwdriver. Oh shit.
Suddenly dizzy, Harvey let go of Ed and stumbled away from him, losing his footing and hitting the floor. Fuck. He looked at Edward, eyes wide with panic.
"... I'm sorry, Eddie. I don't know what came over me." Harvey sucked in a pained breath and curled into himself, arms over his head as if to protect his face. "I'm not-- I'm not well. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."
"You don't say." Suddenly less animated in that ruined part of his face, suddenly looking obviously paid. Suddenly talking differently, voice not as deep. Body language had changed even before Harvey fell over, curled up. Edward was observing and filing information away, while he felt it inside his mind and around his heart, walls being built up.
Why care about Harvey? Attachment was a weakness. He bent down to pick up the screwdriver and tossed it over onto his bed and well out of the way. Then he stepped closer to Harvey, looking down at him.
And his chest seized. Why did his heart hurt? "...you need medical treatment. You'll get an infection like this. I'm sorry, Harvey. I really am. I'm sorry this happened to you, but you can't let it kill you." He crouched down and tentatively put a hand on his shoulder. "You need help."
"I just want to go home, Eddie. I just want to go back home." Harvey admitted as he inhaled sharply and wished he didn't feel like he was going to cry. Crying was immensely painful. "I don't trust them, at the hospital. They're against me, I know they are. I've heard them!"
Or, at least, in his psychosis he had. He wanted to go and see his dad, despite the bastard never wanting to see him. "Let me go home. Just for a sec, Eddie. Don't call the cops, please. I just wanna... I wanna see my dad."
"Now, why the hell would I call the cops to come to my place?" Ah, Harvey. Spending so much time pretending not to be a Narrows kid that he really did not know a thing about the code people around here lived by. The one that had nothing to do with the law and everything with survival. "You want to see your dad. Right. Granted, not something I can relate to."
Edward shrugged. "I mean... Do you want to walk there? Home, I mean."
It wasn't because he missed him, a very different feeling was ruling him now. Rejection. Hurt. Anger. He wanted to understand why his dad didn't come and the more he didn't know, the worse it got. He hoped it was grief and once he knew that, he could let go of the anger. Harvey pulled himself up and looked at Edward, nervous and unsure. "I can go alone. I can see fine in the right eye."
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Suddenly dizzy, Harvey let go of Ed and stumbled away from him, losing his footing and hitting the floor. Fuck. He looked at Edward, eyes wide with panic.
"... I'm sorry, Eddie. I don't know what came over me." Harvey sucked in a pained breath and curled into himself, arms over his head as if to protect his face. "I'm not-- I'm not well. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."
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Why care about Harvey? Attachment was a weakness. He bent down to pick up the screwdriver and tossed it over onto his bed and well out of the way. Then he stepped closer to Harvey, looking down at him.
And his chest seized. Why did his heart hurt? "...you need medical treatment. You'll get an infection like this. I'm sorry, Harvey. I really am. I'm sorry this happened to you, but you can't let it kill you." He crouched down and tentatively put a hand on his shoulder. "You need help."
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Or, at least, in his psychosis he had. He wanted to go and see his dad, despite the bastard never wanting to see him. "Let me go home. Just for a sec, Eddie. Don't call the cops, please. I just wanna... I wanna see my dad."
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Edward shrugged. "I mean... Do you want to walk there? Home, I mean."
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It wasn't because he missed him, a very different feeling was ruling him now. Rejection. Hurt. Anger. He wanted to understand why his dad didn't come and the more he didn't know, the worse it got. He hoped it was grief and once he knew that, he could let go of the anger. Harvey pulled himself up and looked at Edward, nervous and unsure. "I can go alone. I can see fine in the right eye."