"Nike's a mess?" She looks as taken aback as Ghost does. Of all the things they've been worrying over tonight, this newest comes out of the blue. Nike doesn't get herself into scrapes or emotional entanglements. She still struggles to express emotion in public at all, most of the time. Blaze can't even imagine her breaking down.

She looks from Siri, to Steve, to the door, tensing with concern (and a little trepidation, given how her night's been going). What the hell could have happened?

"I, uh. I'd better check on her," she says, dragging her attention back to Steve. "You two did good bringing her back. Just one thing I've got to talk to you about first."

Speaking of people who knew him Before. Better to do this now. "You met a woman called Amelia earlier. Dark hair, dresses like a Hunter, carries knives?