The Exo chuckled, the sound, like his voice, containing just the slightest tinniness not too unlike a droid, but his demeanor and way of speech in general was far more humanlike, organic as his movements.

"Always like what?" he asked, the glint in his eye surely just the result of catching those glowing optics at just the right angle, but either way it added a telling layer when paired with his words. Letting his hand drop away, he rested it at his hip, just above the holstered weapon there.

Comparatively, Echo wore more armor than he did. Cayde took that in as he made his silent assessment, stroking his chin with his free hand. "You a soldier, then? The numbers, the armor...the stiffness. Just has 'soldier' written all over it."