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Baryos transmatted into the Tower after a brief thanks and goodbye to Sara. The sun shone brightly, and the Traveller's white hull gleamed. The Warlock paid no attention to the many new faces drifting around the Tower, staring as he passed in tattered robes with a prosthetic leg, briskly walking to the Vanguard Hall.

First, he approached Cayde-6.

"Hey, Warlock, how's it goin?"

"Hello, Cayde. I need you to give something to Scythe the next time you see him. I'm in a bit of a rush."

He shoved a slip of paper into the Vanguard's hand.

"What's this? Coordinates? Hoho. Reminds me of being out there..."

"Don't forget. Scythe."

"Yeah. Of course."

He turned on his heel and walked to Ikora.

"Ikora, I need to speak to you in private. Immediately."

"What seems to be the problem? That is, next to your missing leg."

"This is very important and sensitive information," Baryos said, trying his damndest to persuade her.

"Fine. But we have to be quick."

With that, the two strolled away from the chamber.

The two went to the Traveller's Walk, as nobody was there at the time.

"So, what is the problem, Baryos?"

"I fear I've been corrupted by the Darkness. I'm terrified that I may be a plant."