"You don't say. Where did you get her?"
"Found her," West told him.
Laughter gurgled in the man's throat. "So you found her, eh? Can you imagine that?"
He reached out and took West by the arm.
"Maybe we'll have a lot to talk about," he said. "We'll have to compare our notes."
Together they moved up the hillside, the man's gloved hand clutching West by the arm.
"You're Langdon," West hazarded, as casually as he could speak.
The man chuckled. "Not Langdon. Langdon got lost."
"That's tough," commented West. "Bad place to get lost on ... Pluto."
"Not Pluto," said the man. "Somewhere else."