“You suppose? You can’t suppose. You either know my name or not. It’s as simple as that. Abbreviations don’t count. I mean, you could hear my name but it wouldn’t be me. Any Tim’s or Timmins doesn’t cut it.” Timon shook his head and, of all things, grinned at the man. “It was Tanaka, right? Before this whole thing you were helping the Resistance in taking down the Organization’s laboratories. At least, I think you were.” Who could forget a guy like him, even among the misfit others that had joined them? Tanaka stuck out like a sore thumb; he was one of the only normal ones. Not that the meerkat had been particularly focused on that sort of thing at the time.

“Have you seen or spoken with the General since then?” he asked.