I had only been at Bungie for a couple months in 2017, in my first role as Raids producer, and I was asked if I was up for doing a run of the Wrath of the Machine raid with Lance Reddick (1/7)
A man of great strength and grace. As talented a musician as he was an actor. The epitome of class. An sudden unexpected sharp painful grief for our artistic family. An unimaginable suffering for his personal family and loved ones. Godspeed my friend. You made your mark here. RIP
"I don't care about that other stuff," I say, as I lift the bottle of poison to my mouth. "At the end of the day, the only thing that matters is if it tastes good going down."