Last spark from the ashes

Someone else is browsing the market today, trying and failing to avoid the weapon stalls especially. He'd come to do food shopping for the gang, getting a few goods for trade and cooking supplies. But he always ends up meandering towards anything resembling a pistol on display.

The girl herself isn't given any particular notice; a polite tip of the hat and a gap-toothed smile should they meet eyes and not much beyond that. Cordial hellos of passing strangers. But the little bot floating alongside her does snap his attention from the man trying to barter a firearm. There could be many Ghosts or many little hovering bots in the Nexus and the world Blaze is from. Thankfully, Jesse doesn't know that and considers Ghost unique.

Which is what gets him to pipe up and wave. "Ey! Ghost! Howzit been, pardner? Ain't seen y'all in a dog's age! And who's yer new friend? Someone in Blaze's posse?"