Robbie reached out towards Rich instinctually, fingers curling forlornly, before stopping himself. This was possibly not his Rich and it was pretty ingrained in his head by now that most people wouldn't want him touching them anyway.

"What's the last thing you remember? Back home? In detail. I need to figure out if you're from the past or an alternate universe."

If he was from the past there were certain bits of information he couldn't let him know without changing the timel-- oh, who was he even kidding? If this was his Rich he was going to tell him in excruciating detail how to prevent Stamford and warn him about that big space war that had clearly worn him down the last time he'd seen him alive.