Harvey was content enough to sit in silence. He wasn't drinking quite as much as Iron - he rarely did like to drink too much - but he could feel himself finally relaxing after days of being pursued around the Satellite. It was nice.

He looked down at Liz with a little surprise as she slid her head into his lap, then tousled her hair lightly. Good. She needed the rest. Trying not to jostle her, he carefully worked his way out of his jacket and draped it over her. For a while, he just sat there, rubbing her back and humming softly, until eventually he leaned back and drifted off himself.