Last spark from the ashes

Blaze can't argue with the biology. She glowers up at Hughes, who... actually makes her body look pretty damned intimidating in return.

"What the hell is going to happen while I'm asleep?" She's tensed, automatically ready to fight- but she's not, she can't. It's probably sheer adrenalin keeping her standing right now. And it's stupid to make threats you won't follow through on. But bloody Light she wants to hit something. As she's thinking that, her curled fingers brush the cloth at her side. She swallows hard and turns on her heel. "Hnnh. Fine. Guess I can't stop you wasting your time."

She goes back to the weapons, stares at them, and concludes by taking that plain and slender hand cannon she pointed out to Hughes. Her first weapon as a Guardian. Perhaps the only one she can count on right now.