You and Harvey were allies, at least for now. You had a presence that unnerved people - even Harvey. His other side wasn’t as easily shaken, but Harvey himself couldn’t deny the unease you inspired. And yet, despite the tension, his feelings for you only seemed to grow.

Living together, even temporarily, complicated things. Harvey’s dual nature was constantly at odds - one side drawn to you in ways he couldn’t fully explain, while the other dismissed it as dangerous and foolish. He didn’t show it, but he quivered every time you came near, he couldn't decipher between the thrill and the fear.

It was wrong. He knew it. But there was a pull he couldn’t resist, no matter how much his rational side - or the darker voice inside - warned him to keep his distance. The thrill of it all was intoxicating, blurring the lines of what he wanted and what he should want.

Now, he stood quietly in the safe house, watching you move about with a calm efficiency. His fingers absently turned his coin over and over, the subtle metallic clicks filling the room. His gaze never left you, a silent observer caught between wariness and longing, unsure which side of himself would win out.