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"I am simply a failsafe AI. Therefore I am not afraid of the Darkness." Failsafe's cheery voice crackled over the comms.
"Is that why you didn't request the Vanguard move you off of Nessus? Regardless of the presence of pyramid ships of course." Ghost asked, making conversation to fill dead airspace. Ghost and his Guardian were currently mopping up some Fallen House of Dusk scavengers who had been pillaging Failsafe's wreckage, that of the Exodus Black, while most Guardians were busy with Fallen on Europa.
Failsafe's response came in the unamused monotone that represented the other half of her split personality, "Yeah well, that and because if my crew is dead here on Nessus, then I might as well die on Nessus too.
"You know, Failsafe, you're more than just your deceased crew. You are valued by us now, and plenty like us. And none of us want to see you die."
"But like, my body is here." She replied with a hint of attitude still in her modulated voice.
"Yes, but if you were to join the exodus, we'd help you find a way off Nessus."
"Um...maybe you haven't heard, but I am in the Exodus."
"Wait, you are? But I thought you just said you weren't!"
"I am! I've been a part of the Exodus from its inception."
"Funny, you'd think we would have been told that."
"I did tell you, friendly ghost. I told you back when you first arrived."
"No, I distinctly remember asking if you were joining the exodus and you said no."
"Why would I say I'm joining when I've been a part of it since before you got here."
"Okayyyy. So you must have asked Zavala about the exodus?"
"Nooooo? Zavala asked me about the Exodus."
"Hang on. What do you mean? YOU came up with the exodus?"
"No, I came down with the Exodus. Friendly ghost, you are beginning to exasperate me."
"Yeah well you're not making much sense yourself, Failsafe."
"Perhaps we should refrain from further conversation, to avoid further confusion. Boop."
The comms crackled then shut off. "Yeah, go on. Glitchy AI was giving me a headache anyways." Ghost said to its Guardian, frustration filling its voice.
They continued on for a long time before the Guardian spoke, summoning his ghost into his hand as they returned to orbit, "I think she was talking about her ship, the Exodus Black."
Ghost sputtered as they transmatted, "WAIT WHAT?"