"I feel sorry for my guardian.
He will always being nothing but my henchman, fighting a war for causes he barely understands. Fighting, bleeding, and dying as I snuggle up, all cozy inside his intestines until I have to revive him. I guess he doesn't mind, he thinks he has free will, he thinks I work for him rather than he for I. Sometimes I even let him hang out with his friends between battles and let him think he enjoys it. I guess it must not be so bad for him. He won't mind being nothing but a monster as long as he thinks it is what he wants. As long as he never realizes he cannot stop... that I will never let him stop."
-Ghost
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My Ghost is just going to have to deal with my extreme procrastination and impromptu dance parties. [b]Ghost: [/b]"Sleeper Simulant - fancy. If you wait for one more warsat..." [b]Guardian:[/b] "Nope. Dance party." [b]Ghost:[/b] "I hear there's a 'rare' sniper you could get your hands on if you..." [b]Guardian:[/b] "Cool, but no. Take me to the Tower. I'm going base jumping." [b]Ghost: [/b]"You haven't killed Oryx yet. You ought to assemble -" [b]Guardian:[/b] "- a dance party? Yupp yupp. On it... To the Tower." [b]Ghost:[/b] "Guardian, I have a message of utmost importance. The Tower is under siege. Commander -" [b]Guardian:[/b] "- Zavala will take care of it. Let's go to the Reef. I haven't jumped off that in a long time."