It's just the memories. Memories it's really hard to shake when the best friend who betrayed him, who he killed, is genetically reincarnated and here, now, in front of him.

The beard helps, a little, but he'd had that face at his right hand for years and he still looks at an old photograph of it in his quarters most mornings.

"Apparently. Some time in my future." As if the whole genetic reincarnation of Gaheris Rhade thing wasn't enough to put Dylan on the back foot, Telemachus knows Dylan and Dylan doesn't know him.

He's had more than enough of these temporal twists to last several lifetimes.

"I've never met him before today, but he sure seems to know me."

Julian's got one of Rhade's arms slung across him, and Dylan gets the other, wrapping one arm around the Nietszchean's back to take the bulk of his weight when they lift him.

"You ready?"