“Pity,” she told him with a slight shrug. Due to their normal chatter she’d almost forgotten who exactly this man was. It wasn’t until he spoke of a crew when the light bulb in her head went on. “As I’ve heard some of your other crew members were there as well..” she trailed off, pausing as she leaned in. “You know, the ones the Joker let go. Shouldn’t you be catching them?”
“Criminals.” Rick muttered, as if to correct her, but hadn’t that always been the more appropriate term to use? As much as the Colonel tried to see eye to eye with his crooked group all had fallen apart as he’d predicted from the start. They did run and Richard wouldn’t be the fool who begged for them to come back. None of the criminals ever cared for his own well being after all–unless it was tied to their own survival. “We all have our priorities. Mine is to save the world and leave the wild goose chase to vigilantes and cops. They did a fine job collecting the punks last time.” Enchantress would cause a hundred times the damage than the lot could dream of inducing–even in a group.