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RICHARD B. RIDDICK

[Silence for a moment, then,]

Returned.

[Because Riddick knows, some people come back, and they don't remember.]

Aye.

[ the question doesn't need to be asked, not really. ]

She recalls nothing. This is all new to her, as if she'd never been.

[He doesn't know whether to be pleased about that or not. She won't know him, how much she'd managed to get from him, tied him to this family with debts that he wanted no part of. But she won't remember what she'd learnt, how she'd begun to grow sharper edges, steel beneath her skin.

It doesn't matter. It is what it is.]

You didn't mention me.

Not yet.

[ robb is giving riddick the chance to do it himself. he suspects riddick's interpretation of that relationship is very different than his own. ]

I've not told her of Eric and his knife either.