I've seen trouble all my days
After the arrival of Rachel, Harvey decided he needed a drink. Maybe two, or three. So he's sitting at a table in the Luna Bar, nursing a glass of whiskey. He's not exactly homesick, not really -- you wouldn't be, when your current home in Gotham is Arkham Asylum, after all. But he does miss his Gotham. The one where he had a Rachel who was there, at least for a while.
Now, though, he's finding it hard to deal with. He could hope that he'd have a chance with her, like he did in Gotham. But it'd be useless, considering what he looks like. He somehow doubts Rachel would want anyone who's got a criminally insane and violent alter-ego. So here's Harvey, sitting and feeling sorry for himself.
Now, though, he's finding it hard to deal with. He could hope that he'd have a chance with her, like he did in Gotham. But it'd be useless, considering what he looks like. He somehow doubts Rachel would want anyone who's got a criminally insane and violent alter-ego. So here's Harvey, sitting and feeling sorry for himself.