He could forgive himself when it was Ikora. She knew him long enough, after all.

Cayde nodded as he reminisced as well he could about typical Earth flavors. "We've got basic things down. And then everyone spread out, or has been spread out. Some even still camp out in the ships like they're worried the thing's will take off without 'em one day. Usually when that happens we end up on them somehow or another anyway." That was still troubling, but the Exo didn't like the idea of not being in control of himself and be imagined no one else did either.