Last spark from the ashes

Asking about the beacon prompts Blaze to hold it out so Adia can take a good look for herself. It's a simple-looking piece of equipment, well-made but sturdy rather than elegant. "It stores encrypted messages from authorized people back in the Tower - usually that's some mission or request they want any Guardians in the area to handle. And it collects environmental data, ambient temperature and so on. There's a bigger type that co-ordinates our transport systems in places we want to land regularly, but we didn't plant any here."

"You must be very used to the cold," Ghost notes. It's harder for either bot to judge, but the other humans around seem to be bundling up more than Adia is. "I agree, though: I don't like humidity much either."

Blaze is getting watched by Ghost too as she mulls things over. "Guess they aren't getting out and having new experiences either, by the sound of things. Makes me feel kind of sorry for them." Not enough to outweigh everything else, of course.

She pauses for a second. Adia's remarks aren't doing anything to stop her suspicions, and she has to at least try and ask. "They aren't built for combat, are they? I mean as a core function. Primary, even."