Well shit. Your memory is a whole lot better than mine then.

[ It’s starting to all fit back into place. One of his first jobs probably, back out in New Mexico. He wouldn’t recognize her because of how long it’d been. ]

And you’re right. I’m Joel Morricone on his ship. Far as anyone knows, I’ve never been anybody different. Suppose I should say it’s a pleasure to make your re-acquaintance, Ms. Ashe.

[ He tips his cap to her in a familiar gesture, with a familiar grin. ]

Or should I call you Elizabeth, if we're such old friends?