Ritchie was on his way to pick up some books about the American frontier from the bookstore. He was keeping to himself, not that he normally talked to people that he saw on the street but today he wasn't even trying to make eye contact with anyone. With what Cho had done to him, he felt that talking was only a waste of time. And females? well the majority of them were just bitchy and the rest of them were just out to break your heart.
He tried to ignore the girl saying hello to him, figuring it was one of Cho's friend's who had finally showed up. But when he saw the markings on her, he stopped himself. She looked like she had been tortured. He stood there trying to figure out whether or not he wanted to get involved. Reluctantly he walked up to her. "Are you okay?" He asked, not really looking all that friendly.