No, she'd never met Riptide, and so she shakes her head at the question. He'd been the only one of his kind she'd had the pleasure of meeting, a fact that makes her indescribably sad now. How many other opportunities had she missed in the year she'd been in that world?

"It might be," she acknowledges before sitting up slightly, pulling her knees to her chest and wrapping her arms around her legs. "Or it might be my world. We—" Deep breath. "One of my team used her powers to help change the past. It was a last stand, one last effort to fix things by stopping the war before it ever started. We went back fifty years but I never knew if it worked. The last thing I remembered from my world was the Sentinels breaking in and preparing to kill us all."

But she had no idea why he was here. If only she could answer that question.