He ran until he saw a Titan decloak about 5 feet in front of him with a Vex-looking weapon. "State your name and business or I'll pull the pin," he said, gesturing to the slobbery ghost. "Wait," he plucked Sputnik out of his dog's mouth. "This is your ghost? I am so sorry." He extended his hand. "My name's Ajax Lockheed Callahann, but most people just call me Ax." As a bolt of lightning yielded to an ear piercing thunderclap, Ax decided it was high time to head back to camp. "I'm going back to my FOB, care to join me?"