Last spark from the ashes

"Everyone fights in their own way, Ghost reminds Adia quietly. Blaze might get a little carried away with her wording, but she's not actually wrong in the little bot's opinion.

Blaze goes ahead and answers the question. "She was captured by demons a while ago. They were still holding her prisoner when Jesse and I ran into her back during the invasion. So far as I can understand it, her own kindred didn't make an effort to come to the rescue. They think she's- hnn, tainted somehow. Just by being captured." Her tone's hard and heated at that part. She'd have a few words for those angels, for all the good it would likely do.

Being compared to Paladin is nice though. Blaze takes well to the direct approach herself, and Paladin's a very easy woman for her to get along with. "She didn't get to that one, no- I didn't know you could tame bees. Thought you sort of put them where you wanted and hoped they stuck around." She doesn't remember if she ever saw one, either. She has a vague impression of something cute and winged and fuzzy with dubious aerodynamics.

"Shadow suits him. He's very quiet."

"Paladin would need a horse who didn't scare easily," Blaze judges. "He's a real old-fashioned battle charger. Only smarter and tougher, I'd guess."