"Saint-14? Osiris?" Eido approached the Titan and his partner in the Tower hangar, clutching a stack of datapads. Saint looked up, nodding at a group of Guardians as they left him. A flock of pigeons scattered as Eido approached. "I greet you in the Light," she said hurriedly. "And my father extends his greeting as well, though he could not accompany me at the present moment." "Greetings, Eido!" Saint said warmly. "What is it that I can do for you?" Eido cleared her throat, nodding as she reached for the speech she had rehearsed in her head. "I understand that you are sending fireteams to Nessus and have enlisted the help of a Golden Age AI named Failsafe. I have read Ikora Rey's reports, and—" "How did you gain access to Ikora's reports?" Osiris asked curiously. Eido gave a sheepish chuckle, but avoided the question. "I believe I have discovered a way to augment Failsafe's systems so that her scans of the Vex network yield more data. I am no Splicer, but if I can accompany the Guardians, I—" "Eido," Saint said gently. "Nessus is no place for civilians." Osiris was silent at this. Eido huffed. "I think I've proven myself more than capable," Eido said, though even as she spoke, she knew it was a creative interpretation of the truth. Her father could not be there to defend her, and expecting Eramis to return and protect her again was naïve. "I see the Drifter has put ideas into your head," Saint said, chuckling. But his laughter faded when he saw Eido's plain disappointment. "The Vex are a threat, young Eido," he said gently. "I cannot let my friend's daughter risk her life because she is bored." "I am not bored!" she said, indignant. "I only want to help." "You can help from the Tower and the Eliksni Quarter," Saint answered. "But—" "I cannot allow it," Saint said, his voice firm. Then Osiris put a hand on the Exo's shoulder. "Actually," Osiris said to the Eliksni, "I'd rather have you at the H.E.L.M., Scribe Eido. If your proposed augments can boost efficiency, you should discuss them with Failsafe as soon as possible." "Oh!" The Scribe hesitated, considering her options. "I… suppose that could be sufficient." There was a moment of silence as Eido looked away, choosing her next words carefully. "Is Failsafe… nice?" Eido asked. "I've heard, ah… contradictory information." Saint hummed in thought as he also searched for the right words. "Yes… and no." Eido looked at him quizzically. Saint shrugged his shoulders. "Ah, you will see for yourself," he said.