Harv just rolls his eyes at the guard's going over protocol, like she's an idiot. All he can really do is fidget with his shackles while he waits for the rent-a-cop posse to leave.

He answers the pointing and the order with a very long-suffering sort of sigh and a shrug. He stays silent until after the guards are out of the room, though.

"Eh, I pissed him off on the way over," Harv answers in a very 'what are you gonna do' tone. "So... do I get to know your name or am I going to have to just make one up?"