[The temptation is strong. He knows a few details, that he defended Megatron, that they did not part in a sufficiently satisfying manner, and that he never saw Megatron again. The future is otherwise a mystery.]

I don't wish to know the details. It wouldn't be right to know so much of my future. [And it's not like Riptide remembers the details of the trial. The one other person who could help him improve his arguments refuses to escape his sentence. It's incredibly selfless and unfortunately alluring.] But if I can be idealistic for a moment, could you tell me if I am happy in whatever work I find after...things settle?