"Good afternoon, Mal. Diederick Grave." The man smiled as he approached the front of the 'church.' His face had a few scars on one side, and he spoke in a soft Rheinland accent. "I believe we've met, but you probably knew my predecessor better, one Julius Kane..." He said, pausing for a moment to look at the sun, "but I'd appreciate it if you were to keep it to yourself if you happen to remember where you know us from..."