Scorpius must be the one in the leather. Siffleur would enjoy fighting him under other circumstances but not this time. He shakes his head no. "I will be gone before he can find me. When I see you again in the future, you'll understand what's happening."

He must sound like such a vague and mysterious asshole but he's just telling the truth. It's still annoying that the truth is so stupid. And before he can be dragged into further bullshit, he turns around and trots away from Crichton.

Siffleur's going to go back and eat that alien until the memory ends. It's not often you find something that tastes like seafood with the texture of a mammal flesh.