Even more pressing than Carrie's need to get a good work out was the need to knock lil' Dick down a few pegs. The kid was a younger version of Dick, which meant that deep down he had to be a decent human being. So far, Carrie had only ever really seen him be a cocky prick and that got tiresome rather quickly. She wasn't sure if that was how her Dick had been when he'd been young. Either way, Carrie was extremly glad that there was a great difference in personality between the two Dick Graysons of this world.
She wanted to beat Dickling at something. To beat him and make it appear effortless so that he might shut his loud mouth the next time he spoke to her.
So Carrie stood in the shadows and waited for him to join her. She was hiding herself in the shadows a little, arms crossed over her chest. Silently, she worked herself up for this challenge. Lil' Dick was going down, as far as she was concerned.