"-for Cayde." Ikora's voice comes back into Icarus' head. He perks up after being lost in thought. "Huh? What? Me?" Icarus looks confused. He clearly wasn't listening. "Look, if you're asking me to find this hooded guy, something Soviet or whatever, I'm not doing it." He looks around, not really grasping the reality of what he just said. Ikora turns sharply. "What did you just say?" You can almost feel the Nova Bomb building inside of her. "You dare defy your Vanguard?" Zavala stops her. "It's not his duty. It's not any of ours. We are guardians, not warriors. Our duty is to defend the city and its people." Icarus isn't having that either. "If you're asking me to be your new Hunter Vanguard, you can forget it. I want nothing to do with you two. All you do is fight about what's right without ever taking real action until it's already too late! You sent [i]me[/i] to find your friend so you didn't have to send yourselves or another guardian you 'couldn't spare at the moment.'" Both of them look on spectacularly. Astonished even. Ikora raises her hand to speak, but he interjects. "No. You don't have the right to act all high and mighty. If you want that murderer dead, send someone else. I hear Shaxx has a pretty pet you could borrow. But I'm done being yours." He turns and storms out of the chamber that now holds what was Cayde-6.