Harvey didn't react to her touch, simply sagging a little further. "It's lucky I didn't hurt ya worse than I did. Good thing I - was drunk." He hesitated slightly, as if exchanging one word for another. If she'd been frightened, he was terrified. If any one of a thousand little things had gone differently, he would've killed someone. That was just what he was. He'd been a hired killer, and in all truth he'd been pretty damn content with his lot.

Hell, if things had gone a little different back in his twenties, he could've been that guy.

"Y'know 90s Kid was dead, back there? I think I might've been there when it happened. Didn't do a damn thing to help him."