Last spark from the ashes

No less concerned than the human who turns back to regard them. There's something weighing on his shoulders in a way there hasn't been since he was Risen here as a Guardian. Alarming perhaps considering everything he should have missed back in the Nexus.

But Steve shakes his head with a sigh.

"No, I'm fine. Meeting folks who knew the guy on the big screen was pretty intense but. Nothing you hadn't warned us about."

"It's Nike." Siri chips in as she swoops in front of Steve from where she'd been lingering back by the door to the warlock's room. "Maybe all the people was too much for her, but she was a mess when we found her."

"She handles the crowds at the Tower fine. She's not delicate." Steve counters but shrugs after. He's got no idea what upset the demon so much. "She was...having a rough time though. So we decided to call it an early night."