The H.E.L.M., The Last City
The Guardian speaks to Crow after Petra has barred him from speaking to Savathûn.
The Crow: Venj thinks I'm vulnerable, and I'm supposed to just take a seat? Like I was the only one fooled by Savathûn wearing Osiris's skin? You'd known him far longer than I thought I had, but I don't see her forbidding you from speaking to her. Because it's not about me. It's about who I was, isn't it? Every time the Vanguard tells me that things will get better, I thank them. As if it's a privilege not to be beaten to death. Our past lives aren't supposed to matter. I'm beginning to wonder why I'm the only Guardian being judged by mine. No more apologies. No more creeping around on eggshells. I deserve an audience with Savathûn. I deserve to know how much of what she told me as Osiris was a lie. I deserve answers.