I was born, the moment the Traveller died. As everything collapsed around us. Before that day, there had never been a ghost, there had never been a Guardian.
I don't know much about the Traveller, but I know it made me, to bring you back. And I spent a really, really long time searching for you.
The Cosmodrome? Not the first place I looked. As I saw the other Ghosts find their Guardians, and the centuries went by, I wondered if I'd ever find you. And then, I did.