Oh I do insist, I insist a lot. [Is that some actual concern in his voice there?] Buddy, you don't understand, I come from a place of boring meetings and uptight bureaucracy. I need like, a hundred percent less of that in my life and so far? So far here's been great on that point.

[There's another crack of lightning off in the distance and Cayde's tirade is summarily cut short with a grunt of pain and a slight spasm of one leg (there go the couplings again) and he sags against Arenvald further.] Y'know, I think I'd rather be kidnapped and ransomed than brought back. Can we go back to that plan?