"I don't," he confirms. "Had a couple people ask me if it'll short me out and the answer is, quite luckily, no."

He follows along and, when Saturday gets the grate open, he watches her drop down. Oh, this is promising. He pulls the cover over behind him as he hangs down into the space, and then he drops down too. Despite being made of metal, Cayde's landing is surprisingly light and quiet. Evident practice.

"I can already tell I'm gonna have a lot of fun around this place," Cayde muses, throat lamp especially evident in the dim space.