[There. It's a small victory when Connor finally accepts the knife, and Cayde rewards him with a nod of approval. It's still so strange to think that anyone would ever be hesitant to pick up arms (beyond the strange outcrop colony beyond the Reef), and though he's wont to admit it he doesn't want to see anyone from the Circle hurt. It's like having to look after freshly rezzed Guardians all over again, if he thinks about it.

But he's honestly not prepared for the question and for a moment he just blinks as he tries to come up with an answer. Cayde's never had to explain himself before, 'Guardian' explained itself back home.]

Beyond being the dashing hero that always saves the day? [The pinnacle of humbleness and honesty, everyone.] I take care of things. Situations, when they pop up.

[He shoots a pointed look back.] And I keep the young'ns from getting in over their heads.