Ikora let that information sink in. A staged attack. Even staged, there was a lesson there. They weren't able to investigate but they had seen the weapons and knew the effects matched the storm. It was still valuable.

"And what happened when you reached the radio tower?" she asked as she followed him up the stairs. They were oddly spaced for stairs. Almost slightly too tall to walk up comfortably.

Cayde's bar was a surprise. More orderly than she expected. And the wall of glass with the fish was beautiful. Almost meditative. He had done well but Cayde was always more thoughtful that people gave him credit for.

"It's beautiful, Cayde," she said with a small smile towards him.