Harry, meanwhile, moved to get started on the cleanup, putting away the DVDs Ryder had messed up before carrying what was left of the pizza into the kitchen. There wasn't much to be done, there, but he figured every little bit helped.
When Anna did come back down the stairs, he was leaned casually into the door way of the kitchen, smiling at her and trying not to think about how beautiful she looked right now. They still had things to work out, here, and he shouldn't let himself get carried away with those kind of thoughts.