The man that approached him gave an aura of being neither exceptionally old nor young, an adequate description for Jimmy recently. "Blake, right?"

He nodded. "I'm not even going to try to pronounce yours."

He laughed. "Good idea." They walked in silence until Jimmy's visitor finally blurted, "I don't know how to do this. I never met your teams-or for that matter, the others…I don't know who they were."

"You can do research."

"They're from other worlds."

Jimmy looked up at the oncoming stars, shrugging. "So what?"

And Mazer Rackham began to Speak.