It was not reckless, it was premeditated. Up until the part where they ran into giant bugs and all the legs. Then everything just went pear-shaped.

Cayde scowled at getting bug guts flicked back at him, although there was a brightening of his eyes as he exchanged a look with Tony. He scraped off the front of his leather armor, pausing only for a moment as both of them turned their attention to Jon. Well of course the Archivist would have such concerns. That was Jon for you.

"Anyway, we left a solid impression on them. They can go back to their bug lives and we'll make a note not to take that tunnel."

Clapping his slimy gloved hand against Tony's back, he shook his head as he considered his own status at Jon's inquiry. "Nah. Aside from being sticky and wanting to scrub my gear down, all green here." At least he could take a tumble and getting rushed by giant bugs, not that he wanted to press his luck against more than one at a time in a tight spot like that cave.