"Let's get out of here," I said, taking her arm and mentioning the clouts that surrounded us. She spat out a word I understood.
Outside, I hailed a taxi, and we climbed into the back seat. "You, too?" I said in High Martian, the same language she had used.
She was another Martian agent I had stumbled upon, one who might break my cover. I neutralized her, along with the startled taxi driver.