"That makes two of us," Cayde mutters. "'cept I was kinda worried about everyone else..." The last time they hadn't been lured. As much as he knew it couldn't have been Andal out there, he hated that they were using his old friend as bait, distorting how he appeared. He wasn't sure if the images would fade but he wasn't going to let them burn into his memory. Andal deserved better.

As things start to shift around them, he looks around. "Huh. And I didn't have to go poke at anything. Well, 'cept that." He can't help it. He prods at the dumb eye under his foot. "Guess we'll see how everyone comes out of this, then..."