Thank you for the question, dear.
You know, it’s funny, I don’t think Harry and I have ever been on a formal or proper date. Our relationship isn’t exactly what one would call standard.
But perhaps how we began to get close counts.
I ran into him one night in one of the ‘villain bars’ shortly after we all thought that his father Norman had died. I could tell that Harry was in a bad way, quite badly drunk and having attracted some unwelcome aggressive attention. I inserted myself into the brewing altercation and convinced the aggressors it wasn’t in their best interests to continue the argument, and then I sat down with Harry, hoping to sober him up a little.
I found myself becoming very concerned for him, it was clear he was feeling very lost, and liable to end up doing something he regretted. So I insisted he come back to my lab with me.
I made him some food, got him a change of clothes, and generally tried to take care of him. Well, Harry’s very physically affectionate–much like his father, whom I was perhaps also missing as well.
I let him spend the night.
And that’s how it began.
–Otto