Cayde didn't need to explain. Ikora understood perfectly. When they were Lightless. It had shaken her confidence to be without the Light after centuries with it. Yet, they had rallied together behind the young Guardian and found it again. They had fought even knowing they could die.

Perhaps these storms required that potential sacrifice.

"If the Cabal could figure out how to cut us off from the Light, why couldn't another species? We have some understanding of how the device worked so... what we need to do is capture those weapons. If we have the opportunity. So we can study them." Of course, Ikora's mind had leapt ahead. She did tend to think in the future.

"If you're right about the storms being a weapon with the same effect, we can stop it once we understand what it is and where it is."