Last spark from the ashes

"Hello."

Steve gives the most polite wave he can manage and probably manages to look like the least intimidating thing ever to be in the Tower. Maybe he's Blaze's pet. The world will never know. His face lights up when he's given a choice, and he hardly hesitates a moment before piping up-- "Blue, please."

It may not mean much to the technician but it means the world to Steve. Having a choice in what he wears never gets old to him. Not that he was ever ungrateful for the clothes he had before. The luxury of being able to pick just isn't something he's gotten used to yet.

Once he's bundled up in the coat with the hood pulled up over his head Steve peers up to blaze and Ghost with a slightly hidden smile that's still easy to see on his face somehow.

"Alright! Ready to go."