Harry Ryan has two first names (sybarite) wrote in rooms,
Re: [Gwen & Harry: Gotham]
[The oneiric dark wasn't a true dark. Whatever had collapsed over the top of them, there must have been slivers of light coming in from somewhere. Harry knew that his eyes weren't going to adjust that well, serum or not, and he could see some of the finer details of Gwen's face now that she was so close. There was dirt smudged all over, but Harry was sure that he must have looked worse with the blood that was still dripping slow down past his temple.
There was something heavy crushing down on his forearm, it kept his elbow pinned down. Harry winced a little when Gwen's fingers searched their way up from his wrist. But it was what she said that was more concerning.]
No, Gwen. We're not there, we're… in Gotham. [But Harry sounded momentarily confused.]