fighting my clone (we looked like the the hot alien chicks from Dude Where’s My Car but in Xena warrior gear). we fought only with our own energy, creating a force field boundary around our selves and then standing in Warrior poses.  she wanted my pill.  i had one and a half pills.  i refused.  not even a half.  it would unlock too many possibilities and i didn’t trust her.  the ability to recognize wormholes wasn’t something you just hand over.