[ Funny, Connor said much the same to him, though… more Connor-y and less Cayde-y. He understands the desire to help, he truly does, but there is a difference between facing a dangerous situation and walking headlong into a surefire deathtrap. Sure, he’d feel bad about being sidelined as well, but it’s really for the best. ]

It wasn’t a habit I had until just now, to be honest with you. You’re not the first person I’ve hauled back to the station, though I can foolishly hope you’ll be the last.

[ And since introductions have yet to be made in turn, he asks, ]

What’s your name?