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Harker looked up at the sound of the door opening, ready to greet the customer upon entering. Though he paused when his gaze fell upon Lonnie again. While he had warned the other, he hadn't expected to see the other so soon.

He'd been expecting the news of Judas even less.

"Well, looks like you and I can agree on something at least." Harker said quietly. Who'd have thought. "Might we step into the back room? This is probably not something we should talk about... out in the open." You never knew who was listening in. Harker gestured to a door a short distance away. "Jean can watch the floor. Enfys is upstairs, but I can call him down to assist." He closed the book he'd been glancing at, setting on a small cart near by.

He paused again, glancing at Lonnie before making for the door. "Alright, I suppose I deserved that jab. But, for now at least, truce."

Fortunately, Jean had happen to be in the backroom upon opening the door, and after a quick word scampered out the door with little complaint.

The door clicked shut behind them and Harker sighed. "Do I even want to bother asking if he actually told you anything, or should I just assume not?" He asked, waving a hand at the couch before dropping into the desk chair himself. "I would assume not, anyway. Judas never really did like giving deals any time I caught him." Then again, if what Lonnie said was true, this was not Judas' typical fight. "I suppose I should start with just how bad in a shape is he? You mentioned he was bleeding?" Harker had seen him after a fight or two but it's never been anything remotely serious. This was different.

Harker gestured to a decently sized minifridge not to far from Lonnie. "Help yourself. I think Judas and Jean keep it stocked with mostly redbulls though." He said, making a face.

"Yeah... That's fairly typical for him. The only reason I ever found out he was in scrapes was because Devlyn use to sell him out. He never could win an argument against the two of us." Harker regarded Lonnie for a moment before carding a hand through his hair. "Still.. Both Judas and I are lucky you did answer... Judas doesn't have many people he can trust with helping in an issue like that. Let alone talking about it."

He snorted. "Aside from a couple jaded one night stands? No. No one who would actively go this fair. He's got his fair share of enemies sure, who doesn't? But Judas has always been able to deal with them or give them the slip." And if, by some chance they still lingered after that... Well, Judas had always been good about keeping up on his quota for the Negaverse.

"I find myself torn, between sitting back and watching you take the first crack at whoever this was... Or trying to beat you to the punch. Honestly I don't know which is the better option. I guess, we can both agree to say, may the best man win in that regard."

"Agreed. Though I have a funny feeling this will not be our last meeting about this." He said, turning around to the desk for a moment and scribbling down something on a spare piece of paper. "You, may not want this, and feel free to delete it later but, here is my number." Harker said, passing along the scrap. "Just, for my sanity, please tell me it's you if you text me because I'm absolutely horrid at remembering numbers at first glance."

Harker huffed quietly, twirling the pen between his fingers. "It's not that uncommon. Pretty little thing like him, people tend to think they can keep him like he's some sort of trophy, so they get mad when he disappears." He paused, glancing from the pen to Lonnie. "You say you don't let it go past one night, but look at where you are. Days ago you were arguing with me about him. How many date's has it been Lonnie, seriously? I'm not trying to hurt you, honestly. I'm just saying, I've seen this before. I wanted to give you some warning."

Harker tossed the pen on the desk, watching it skid across the top. "Yeah, he didn't want you to come cause he knows I would have read him the riot act. Which, I will do. After, he's better though. I've known him far to long to have this right striped of me, you will give me this one thing, damn you." Harker laughed lightly, a small smile on his face.

"But I whole heartedly agree, that whoever this was, needs their fair share. For now though, I suggest you go back. If he really is that shaken up, I imagine he's quite skittish right now. If he's at the house alone, it might not end well for you. Let me know if he talks at all, and I will keep tabs on if he says anything here."