“Oh, absolutely not.” Discord clutched a claw to his chest in mock offence. “You’ve done perfectly well, Sarah. And besides, that secret was never a secret. Perhaps the first generation of Forerunner probes didn’t know… but did you really think every ‘Sarah’ on every world could keep that secret perfectly? Some of you got caught, and accurate information was included in…” Discord turned to one of the wall panels, tapping it with a claw.