Last spark from the ashes

Blaze glances over her shoulder to make sure he's got his feet; Ghost hovers nearer to Steve, watching their human friend's reaction. "Sorry about the jolt. Are you all right?"

"We hooked our PINpoint up to the ship's transmat system. The combination takes some getting used to." Blaze keys in their new course and sets the engines to fire up, angling their nose down toward Earth. It's daylight below them, and between the wisps of white cloud it's possible to make out the coastlines of Southeast Asia and Old Japan, for a little while. Looks like they're heading west.

In the confined space, Blaze is more of a hulking figure than normal as she turns to take in Steve's face for herself. Whatever else he does or doesn't gain from this trip, she thinks it worthwhile just for these moments.

"Glad you like the view," she says. "The ride might get a little bumpy on our way in, so hold tight. Won't be anything to worry about."