"You don't know what could be out there."

The sort of person who prefers to defeat a maze by scaling the walls rather than going through, she doesn't like the idea of pressing on when even Cortana had warned against the Flood— the Gravemind. It's an uneasiness that shows in her tightly knit posture, despite the fact that her voice stays even.

But there's a sincerity in what he says, and with a reluctant sigh, she commits to walking again, attention entirely fixed on those walls.

"Here's hoping I don't regret this."