Hey, I'm just extrapolating from what I've already seen. You can't blame a guy for that.

[But if Hank's going to try and press ahead, despite the insincerity that overlays his sudden interest, then Cayde's not going to give him shit about it. There are plenty of times when he can rib and joke, but he draws a line at anything that actually digs into insecurities. If this even is an insecurity. He doesn't know. Despite everything, Hank can be hard to read and Cayde's honestly not sure if he's impressed or frustrated by that.

Whatever. He's gotten them into this, he's not leaving until his own badassness is without question.]

But really. A. no. B. hell no. That's a one-way ticket to a real bad time. If you thought I could pull off murderbot real well before, well that's nothing compared to what that stuff could do.

[He's surprisingly casual about that. It's fine though, as long as no one drinks the damn stuff everything will be okay. With one final pat to Hank's shoulder he slips away, leaping up onto one of the smaller ruins with just a hint of Light propelling him up. This is his world, his dream, he could make this so much easier but what fun would that be?]

We're here to shoot somethin' big. I told you, awesome points to spare.