The pause was longer than he meant it to be, but his answer was ultimately unchanged.

"All the time," the Exo replied with a chuckle. "How can you not, right?" He sighed, the upper half of his face going dark as he shuttered his optics. Still, as he opened his mouth, amber light continued to spill forth from his throat with each word.

"But is it really missing if you're starting off fresh?" Yes. "I've been other numbers before I became Six, and I don't know if they've ever felt that they were the best of them, but me? I'm good where I'm at. Maybe bits of past me's have clung despite the reboots, and maybe some of that even belonged to me when I was still flesh and blood."

Blue flared open again, outlining the edges of his brow plates and the rims of his optical sockets, chasing away the shadows from horn and hood.

"But I know I'm Cayde-Six, and that's all that matters."