Last spark from the ashes

Blaze's grip is warm enough to nearly scorch his skin, even through the protective layers. Still. Steve's been burned before. This isn't enough to hurt him like he is now. He gives a slow nod. It's not what he wants to hear, perhaps, but the damage is already done where Blaze and Amelia are concerned. Best he can try to do is maybe not go pointing people to Blaze next time they don't like the answers he gives.

If he can face the numerous enemies the city has, he can face down a few unsatisfied people in the Nexus. Steve's not about to let the echoes of a past he has no access to keep him from doing good work in the Nexus.

"Right. Make my own path or something to that effect." Steve's not really sure how to do that but he's glad to have his fireteam backing him up every step of the way. "It's fine. I'm fine for tonight. Honestly, if I hadn't run into you or Nike I'd have thought everything went pretty well." There's not much more to do tonight than scrounge up something to eat that isn't dessert and then maybe clean his gear before he tries to sleep. Even if he thought Blaze might be interested in joining him for a meal, she's got more important things to worry about right now.

"Make sure you both get some rest too, alright?" He's talking more to Ghost than to Blaze here. Steve knows which of them is more apt to even try to take that advice.