It didn't surprise him to hear her tease, make light of a situation. He knew better by now, at least he liked to think he did. "Don't know, seemed like why not have a normal life." Harwin replied, doing his best to give it back as the sound of bullets ricocheted around them. Her laugh, doesn't go unnoticed and it only reminds him once more why he does love her. Her fearless nature, one that despite what is happening around them, at least that was the mask she put on. That and he knew she was trained fro this the same as he was. There was, at least on his end, that small fear that worried all of their confessing and admitting their feelings for one another would result to nothing in the end if they died here. That wasn't what he wanted and he was more than sure Rhaenyra was on the same page as him. It was why he asked what he did, to have a better understanding of what they were dealing with in order to handle.
Harwin knew the weight her family's mention would bring but that was the possible situation that they found themselves in. It wasn't something he could rule out, knowing that the reason they even met was because of them. However, her family wasn't the only one that knew of him as they had to be told what he was, given the contract to go after him. But he didn't know her family like she did, it's why he asked for clarification as he knew she'd narrow it down. And narrow it down she did, eliminating her uncle from the contention of their attacker. "Great, nice to know they don't give up." He half mumbles as he stays behind cover, knowing he could trust her. His gut told him this, he knew it, and there was no questioning it. And maybe because she was a target too, that it helped. Her sass, however, was not needed and he gave her a look.
"I didn't exactly expect to be attacked tonight. I thought this would be going in an entirely different direction." He's thankful, in the end, that she came more prepared. Taking the other gun from her, he checks it and flicks off the safety while listening to her direction. "Sounds like the best plan to me." Harwin answers, looking over at her before giving a three, two, one signal and popping up to take out one of the targets. As he does so, it seemed the third shooter was waiting and aimed perfectly for his location. He was moving back down to his cover when he felt the impact, the searing hot pain in his left shoulder. The next thing he knew, his body slammed to the floor as he let out a groan in pain. "Fuck." He hisses out, moving closer to his cover as his hand moved to his shoulder.
