Harry Ryan has two first names (sybarite) wrote in rooms,
Re: [Gwen & Harry: Gotham]
[Gwen hugged, and he was surprised. He shouldn't have been, as she'd invited him here, and she never seemed angry with him like she rightfully deserved to be on most occasions. She'd always been a hugger, but Harry still found himself unprepared for it. He wasn't necessarily caught off guard by it, but… it somehow felt like it'd been a really, really long time since anyone had hugged him. They'd hugged at the museum, when he'd brought her coffee, but recalling that didn't feel real to him like this did. This felt like the first time he'd touched her in years stacked upon years, which was dumb because he knew that she wasn't exactly the same Gwen he'd grown up alongside. But, at this point, he wasn't sure what made somebody 'real' or not. Maybe all that mattered was that she was here, still here with him when everyone else always left. His arms wrapped around her with warm instinct and lots of memories. Harry noted their surroundings, and without quite letting go, he asked something with his chin on her hair.] We're shopping?
[We, although he had yet to account for the fact that he had no money in this door.]