You might say, now Drifter, what do you know about Light and Dark? You've been around this old galaxy and back again. You gotta have some wisdom you can put into simple words for a Guardian who just wants to get to punching.

Maybe… maybe. You'll owe me a round, hotshot.

All right. Now we're talkin'.

Light and Dark. Lots of prissy words people throw around with 'em: "hypothesis" this, "position" that. "Clause" my left toe. Waste of time, all of it, if you ask me. Because ain't much difference out there, when you get in the thick of things.

Oh, don't look at me like that. Sure, you got creation and destruction, got your Solar and Stasis, yeah. I ain't saying there's no difference at all. The way you feel about 'em. The things you see when you look at 'em. But cold and hot are both still temperatures, you see? And ice still burns when it's cold enough.

Void's Light, you know. Of course you do now. People used to think it was too close to the Darkness, and for what? Because it was a little purple? Warp a bit of gravity, consume a spot of fire, and suddenly everybody's a critic. You know what I think?

Harder to cook with Void.

Don't like that comparison? Fine, fine, how about this: Thrall are just as dead whether you set 'em on fire or break every individual plate of their exoskeleton. Better?

People got friendly with the Light. Thought just because it was what raised them that it'd never raise a hand to them. Shaw Han down in his Cosmodrome teaching new lights that the Light's no more dangerous than a puppy.

Listen. When I say Light and Dark are closer than people like to think, what I mean is this:

They'll both eat you if you give 'em half a chance.

Now that's symmetry, ain't it.