“[b]Oh, thank the Traveler, another Guardian.[/b]” Ginger breathed, relieved and exhausted at the same time. The Titan wore what seemed to be old standard-issue Vanguard armor, painted some shade of ginger-orange at one point, though the paint job had been worn away by combat. “[b]You look pretty green to me... so how did a Warlock like you get here?[/b]” The lights on his [i]Insurmountable Skullfort[/i] flashed a calming blue-green as he slowly approached the Guardian, weapon stowed away on his back.