Riku paused to look over his shoulder at the newcomer. It was some little girl in an Organization XIV coat. She was somehow a little familiar, but he couldn't put a finger on it. Still, he hesitated. There was a very determined look in her eyes.

He turned his attention briefly back to Namine. "I made my point to you," he growled before throwing her to the floor. Riku then turned, shoulders back and held held high towards the new girl. ...Even lanky there was still something disconcerting about the way he towered over some people.

"What's wrong with putting someone in their place?" he began, holding his arms out. "Or how about a better question. Who the--" His sentence continued to ask crassly who she was before punctuating it with an extremely derogatory term that the Riku they knew would never use for any reason.