[Shit. He didn't think to filter out people who were here in both versions of the Jaunt. Fuck.

Riddick thinks for just a second, then goes with the truth.]

She's you. From a good five or six years in the future. It's complicated.

Fuck, that means there's another me around here somewhere.

[He did not think that through to the logical conclusion until just then, he's been too busy WTFing. At least he's pretty sure he filtered himself out. Unintentionally. Because he would never send a psychic message to himself.]