Ikora gazes serenely out at the Bazaar. As you approach, her focus sharpens on you. She smiles.

"I still recall the day I first laid eyes on you. A New Light, still learning the powers you wielded and the responsibilities that came with them." She chuckles, perhaps remembering some misadventure.

"I saw the spark of greatness within you, yet I could not even begin to guess who you would become. In you, the Tenets are not merely abstract ideals. They are etched into your words and deeds." Ikora's eyes glimmer with amusement. "Now, when New Lights need guidance, I am spared from lengthy lectures. I need only point to your example."

You're not entirely sure if they should be following everything you do. Ikora only smiles knowingly. "I am fortunate to know you. As a Guardian who walks with me along this path…" Her voice dips, wistful. "And as a friend."

Once again you remember how long her second life has been; how many friends she has seen come and go.

But you are not gone. Not yet.