Harry Ryan has two first names (sybarite) wrote in rooms,
Re: [Gwen & Harry: Gotham]
[Harry didn't realize that he'd been hit by anything, he didn't even realize that the ceiling had caved in. Head injuries were funny like that, because Harry didn't remember anything for a moment when he opened his eyes. There was darkness and dust, there was a ringing in his ears, his hair felt warm and wet. Having just gained so many memories back, and wasn't this just his kind of ironic luck that his mind would be suddenly blank again. But it only lasted for a moment. Harry choked on a lungful of gritty air, he heard Gwen calling his name, and he remembered where he was, what he was doing here. Fucking Gotham, Harry groaned. There was a reason that he'd never seen the appeal in this city, and now look, he was going to die here.
Even though he hadn't shown any adverse side effects for several months now, the goblin serum was still a part of his biological identity now. It was probably the only thing that kept him from getting his skull completely caved in by that falling chunk of ceiling. There was definitely some blood sliding fresh into one of his eyes, some kind of cut on his head. When he tried to reach for it, he discovered that his arm was pinned under a fallen beam. He tried to pull, but it was painful, and he didn't try again after that.
He could hear his name again, Gwen's voice coming from somewhere in the dark. When he called out to her, there was no use trying not to sound scared.] GWEN? I'm here!