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It’s not like he had anything better to do. After being praised by worshippers for just appearing in their little area and severing some guy’s limbs out of boredom, he wandered around the labyrinth of a building to find you practicing their moves. Or… trying to.
So he settled on watching from the corner of the room, leaning back against an aged desk that looked like it could crumble to dust anytime soon. As soon as you noticed his presence he waved them off and told them to not mind him, he wasn’t planning on toying with anyone else today. Though that was... usually a lie.
It was honestly hilarious — the way they fumbled with the tactical knife and tried to strike the training dummy; it reminded Harvey of a baby trying to take its first steps.
And while watching people fail was one of his favorite activities, he couldn’t stand still for a moment longer. Call it impatience, call it boredom. With a loud snort, Harvey finally pushed himself off the wooden desk to draw closer.
“I can never tell whether you’re trying to act cute or if you're genuinely brainless,” He mused, fingers trailing over his wrist to unclasp his watch and set it to the side - sleeves already rolled up. “C’mon, lemme help. I'm feeling nice today.”
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