Blaze gives Jesse a curious glance-over (or maybe she's still checking he's not hurt, who knows with that expression). She takes note of those scars, even if she doesn't ask about them just yet. For a couple of minutes she's pulling down the wash tent from the ceiling, locking the base into the floor and hanging Jesse's stuff inside to dry.

"We do everything here, if we're not on patrol or back in the Tower." Already cheerful at her friend's recovery, her tone warms at his compliment to her ship. "Sort of a second home. Good place to keep most of our stuff, too. Had to dig her out of a crash site and get her fixed up, but she's held up well."

Unfortunately for Jesse's nerves, Ghost is floating nearby and watching them both thoughtfully, awkward zed and oblivious Exo. At least when he speaks to Jesse it's just to comment, "I'm glad you like it. We rarely have visitors in here."