The H.E.L.M., Earth’s Orbit
The Guardian approaches Mara and Osiris.
A hologram of the Veil floats above the table.
Mara Sov: Tell me, Guardian, does helping Riven sit with you as it does me? She's a blade held in our hand. Held too tightly — or trusted not to slip — and it will draw blood.
Osiris: Airing your concerns to the Guardian as well? Doubt is a useful tool, Queen Mara, but double-edged, is it not?
Mara Sov: This wish was crafted by Savathûn. Riven cannot be trusted with it. Has the Veil offered any answers?
Osiris: My study has yielded many interesting curiosities. I understand how the Witness opened the Traveler, but not yet how to replicate it. I need more time.
Mara Sov: I wish we had more, if you'll pardon the phrase. Time would allow me to insulate us from Riven's ulterior motives. But we've left the Witness undisturbed for too long. We must act.
Osiris: Risk is a thing I've learned should be managed, not provoked.
Mara Sov: Riven is risk incarnate.
Osiris: To follow the Witness, I must reconstruct the bridge it forged through the Guardian's Ghost. But the Veil is not a docile subject. Abuse it, and a similar fate suffered by the Dreaming City could repeat on Neomuna.
Mara Sov: So we bide our time, while you seek an answer. Until then... We have a dragon to charm.