"So your name is 'Failsafe'?" "Yes! And your name is the Cayde unit!" ("You're an Exo. Human brain in a robot body. Weird mouth lights.") "Wait, who was that?" "Who was who? I am me!" "It doesn't matter. You don't know what'll happen if I do this. You're an AI, just like one back home that told me about this place." "That is incorrect!" ("I'm about a thousand times smarter.") "If you're so smart, how come you crashed your big ship into a horse moon?" "That is very rude!" "Look, we don't have a lot of time. I'm just gonna wire up this Vex teleporter to my triple jump circuits. What's the worst that could happen?" "Based on my cycles analyzing Vex portal technology, one of the many alarming yet likely outcomes is that your body and consciousness are separated into two distinct antimatter dimensions!" "Ah, you're making that up. Here goes." "Please wait a moment, Cayde unit! I have not encountered anyone else on 7066 Nessus since the crash of the Exodus Black." ("I'm not good at being lonely.") "If you are absorbed into a quasi-space pseudorealm—" "Sorry, Failsafe, gotta be brave here." Dzzt.