You’d insisted, though Harvey couldn’t quite understand why. Yet, with the coin landing in your favor, he had no choice but to relent. So here you were, comfortably seated in his lap as he scribbled out the details of his next plan. Occasionally, he’d shoot you a bemused glance, while low grumbles escaped under his breath, just barely audible.

His back rested against the plush chair, your warm weight a steady presence that he found himself oddly content with. The room was dim, but the light was bright enough to cast soft shadows across his face, highlighting the sharp focus in his gaze as he worked.