"Humanoid. About your size, but thinner, with elongated skulls and too many teeth." Blaze sounds calm, more than anything as she settles into the description. The Hive are too grim a subject for even a Guardian to be totally casual about, but she's not trying to frighten her friend either.

"They have a few plates of organic armor fused to their flesh, what there is. Their skin's bleached and withered- sometimes it's decayed right down to the bone. See, the Hive aren't living creatures - they're dead things from birth, feeding on the Light they corrupt. Thrall are weak, but they move fast and they're never alone."

"I don't know which part I like less - the claws or the way they shriek."

Okay, maybe that's more information than Adia really wanted.

"I'd like to see a horse one day. One of our other friends loves them as well, although... he's afraid there are none left on his Earth. They've, um, suffered their own calamity."

All this talk of sorrows needs some sweetness to balance it out. Blaze is happy to lean over and point out a few. "Well, the engrams are like little crunchy balls, I know some of them are sweet or salty. The void fizz is kind of, uh, tangy fluff? And those ones are chewy, I remember that."