Harley settled into his chair with a sigh. "Shall I set a course for the Tower?" asked Prism.
"Nah. We're not in a rush. I wouldn't mind sitting in orbit for a bit." Leaning back, he propped his feet up on the console.
"Are you feeling tired?"
"No. Everything's fine, Prism. It's just been one mission after another lately so I just want to take a moment."
"As long as it's just a moment. You did promise to help Liv with her patrol-load later."
Harley groaned. "Remind me why I did that."
"Because you're nice and a good friend."
He shook his head. "She probably conned me into it somehow."
"If you mean by asking you, then yes, she did."
He shrugged. "Eh. I don't mind too much… As long as none of the caches we recover end up being some crazy artifact that'll bring a Hive God down on our heads, I'm good."
Prism scoffed. "I highly doubt that will happen."
"Hey, you never know. It's been like that since I was revived."
"...I suppose you're right."
"...Ever think about what things would be like if you hadn't found me on Mercury?"
"Not especially."
"What would change?"
"Well, there's a possibility that I'd have a different Guardian. Although, I doubt that. More likely, I'd still be running surveillance ops and scavenging resources with other Guardianless Ghosts."
"And I'd be a dead body." He chuckled for a moment before sobering up. "You know, sometimes it still feels like I'm on Mercury."
"What do you mean by that?"
He shrugged. "Just some things remind me of it, is all. Heat, sand, Vex…" He let his words trail off, unwilling to say anything more.
"Well, allow me to assure you that we are not on Mercury. And we never have to go back there."
He nodded. "I know."
"I think we've idled here long enough and I'm pretty sure you have several reports to turn in."
Harley sat up with a sigh. "You're not wrong… I'll set a course for the Tower."
A/N: ladyefriyeet: lol yep. That one was taken directly from what I do in the game sometimes