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RICHARD B. RIDDICK

It all matters, Riddick.

[ polar opposites... ]

I'd apologize, for the seeing of it.

[Riddick's voice cracks amused, that harsh sliver of it curving his words.]

What am I gonna do with apologies? Keep them to yourself.

I'd offer them, regardless. I cannot imagine you'd wanted me to see the half of what I did.

Wanted you to see none of it. This ain't about what we want.

[Nothing on the ship was.]

May I ask what you saw of mine then?

You think it's gonna mean anything?

I think it's foolish to assume it means nothing.

If something's trying to send a message through our heads, I'm not waiting to listen to it.