( it doesn't take him long, it never does. he doesn't even have to bother knocking because a little bzzzt of his right hand will have the door propped and ready to open, quickly helping himself inside and locating harrison. it's not hard. looking at him, though -- that is. just a little bit. unlike when he ran to bruce, he doesn't immediately catch harrison in an embrace, and instead occupies the time by looking down at his converse, rubbing a hand to the back of his neck. )
Hey.
( he doesn't know why he needed to see him.
he probably just needed to know it's the person and not the face he's angry with. )
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Hey.
( he doesn't know why he needed to see him.
he probably just needed to know it's the person and not the face he's angry with. )