Andoran stared at the Leviathan as they made their way down to Nessus. He always wondered where Calus got his powers. Yet another mystery to be solved, some day. Andoran's eyes trailed from the Leviathan, following the pieces of Nessus being swallowed by the gigantic beast. Yet another Vex planet being devoured by Cabal. Whether it was Red Legion or Loyalists, they were always hungry for more planets. He broke his gaze and turned to Iris as she spun her front shell. She turned to look up at Andoran.

"The scans of those dead fallen and their weapons is almost complete," she told him.

"Good. Do you have the secure channels ready?" he asked.

"Yes. You did hear what Crow said, right? Or did you go off in your head again?"

"Something about being respectful and blah blah blah."

Iris scowled, if she could, but Andoran knew what she was feeling. "You need to take her more seriously. She's a good shot."

"I know, I know. So long as they haven't turned to the Darkness they're not bad."

"Good, we're approaching the coordinates."