"...well, that's a tad anti-climatic, isn't it?" Not that he was complaining as such. There was a rush of relief, but then there was also a strange vacuum of nothingness, all that energy evaporated. Edward took a deep breath, running his fingers through his hair. And then he looked up at Harvey, breathing out and ending in a slight chuckle. That forlorn look on his face was almost comical.

He got to his feet, moving away from the table to face him properly. Harvey, Two-Face, whoever he was right now. He daringly put a hand on his arm, always one to go more touchy-feely than he probably should. "Come on, that can't be it. You'll just get angry again if we don't resolve this. It shouldn't be like that between us, should it? I say we should never go to bed angry, it will be better for us in the long run."

He gestured at himself, smiling brightly. "Come on. Hit me once, then we'll be even. Let it out."