Looking at Dick's handsome, sunny face, Ririko suddenly remembered that Gotham University was the largest breeding ground for "talent" outside Arkham.
Quite a few people here would go on to make indelible contributions to the cause of "building up" Gotham.
She figured there were plenty of Core Characters at this university besides Nightwing.
"Are you hurt?" Dick sounded genuinely anxious to make up for his mistake. "I didn't see you. I was chasing-"
He glanced over his shoulder.
There was no one behind him. The person he had been chasing was long gone.
"Never mind." He turned back to Ririko, who was still in his arms, and blinked his deep blue eyes.
"Do you want to go to the campus clinic? I'll go with you."
"How long are you planning to keep holding me?"
Ririko's tone was cold.
The romantic tumble she had intended to use on Bruce had been ruined by this reckless musclehead.
Dick hurriedly steadied her on her feet, let go, and stood meekly beside her.
Ririko bent down and picked up the silver laptop that had fallen onto the grass.
Its sleek casing had been dented, and cracks had appeared across the screen...
"My laptop..."
Ririko was a little angry. Even if it was just a "prop" she used to pretend she was attending classes, she had paid real money for it. It was even a high-end model with four terabytes of storage...
Dick glanced at the laptop, then at Ririko's face, and had a sinking feeling.
"I'll pay for it." He readily took responsibility.
Ririko shot him a look. "Of course you will!"
She pulled up the laptop model on her phone and showed him the string of digits in the price field.
Dick stared wide-eyed at the price, checked it several times, then swallowed.