Last spark from the ashes

Adia smiles at Ghost. He would know that best, she supposes. "I'll keep that in mind," she tells the small bot, before turning her attention to Blaze and her explanation. "Oh, that's horrible. They didn't try to help her at all?" Adia sounds a little heated, herself. "I'm glad you and your friend found her, though. What does she do now?" She can't imagine Angel going back to a world where she's been rejected so thoroughly.

"Tame might not be the right word... keep them calm, I guess, so that they wouldn't attack when you took their honey. She even gave me a jar of their honey. It's really good, although it doesn't taste different from regular honey." She adds wistfully, "I always thought it'd be nice to have an apiary. But I'd stick with regular honeybees."

"Yes, he is. Quiet and smart. Maybe smarter than a horse normally is, but it's hard to tell. I hope I get to ride him again. I forgot how much I missed it."