Right. Good luck up there. This city needs you right now. [The whole red-faced deal doesn't even seem to faze him (or he thinks it's the heat getting to her—though Riku is aware enough to know that he paid her a compliment, and won't write off that it likely made her feel good to hear it). He bobs his head forward, shortened strands of silver hair bouncing over his forehead at the same time.

He reaches out and grips her shoulder.]

I'd say let me know if you need anything out there, but I don't know that it'll work out that well.