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"Riddick, I really think I should go to bed, it's almost eleven and I have to go into the lab for a few hours tomorrow." I made to leave, but Riddick sat down next to me and grasped my arm so I couldn't go. "What are you doing?" His body was very close to mine, very close. I felt something inside me jolt.
"I have one more question for you." His voice was unnaturally soft and quiet; he was feeling the same thing I was. "If you find the cure to this thing…will you come back, with Myra? And stay?"