Last spark from the ashes

"Hey-" She's so quick to her feet, ready to prep for battle. Blaze lifts a hand before the angel halts and frowns with such... tension. Enough tamped-down emotion even Blaze can't miss it.

She nods, pulls the door shut behind her as she steps into the room fully. Not coming close, since Nike hasn't given her permission. Not yet. But trying to mind her privacy.

"Easy, there. I haven't heard reports of you jeopardizing anything." She's not going to try and remind Nike how trivial the Dawning celebration is, as missions go. Nike took it seriously, that's what matters. "I'm not worried about the mission. Sounded more like you were the one in jeopardy. I want to know if you're- how you're feeling. What happened out there?"

She's learning. Trying not to let Nike just insist she's fine without digging any deeper.