[John had been turning over the small device in his hand before it began to transmit, only to reflexively tense at the sight projected before him. A fellow Spartan, but they... After Reach...
He steels himself, continuing to look the device over, but is unable to find a way to encrypt anything over the comm, he feels a piece is missing without Cortana's familiar voice in his mind. Of course he is able to function without her, but he made a promise; one that didn't end after he found her the last time. He doesn't intend to be separated from her for very long again. He's lost too many people already.]
This is Spartan 117, identify yourself.
[Didn't you know? He's quite the conversationalist.]
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He steels himself, continuing to look the device over, but is unable to find a way to encrypt anything over the comm, he feels a piece is missing without Cortana's familiar voice in his mind. Of course he is able to function without her, but he made a promise; one that didn't end after he found her the last time. He doesn't intend to be separated from her for very long again. He's lost too many people already.]
This is Spartan 117, identify yourself.
[Didn't you know? He's quite the conversationalist.]