Harvey had been quiet lately, he hadn't been involved and he had been trying to stay out of the way. Why? Very simple. Because they took his coin. And replaced it with dice. Six sides. Then eight. Now it was twelve. Now, instead of two options, he had twelve and it was taking forever to decide anything. And if he didn't decide fast enough, Bolton took the dice and -- yeah, Harvey was having a time of things.

So when Edward burst in with something that was clearly going to be another fucking option to choose between, Harvey cursed.

"Fuck! No, come on, I just worked out when to sleep..." Harvey almost whined as he looked up at Edward from the door, looking at his dice, his eyes wide with fury and desperation cause fuck, this was bad. "Okay, don't ask me shit! Don't! Tell me."

He needed a direction comment with no options or he'd lose his mind.