"And I'm grateful we met you that day, Nike. It's a privilege fighting alongside you. But I wouldn't be doing the right thing by you if I didn't try and give you more than servitude."

Some tension goes out of her armored shoulders, when Nike accepts her offer. Blaze nods quickly, her fingers curling over the angel's delicate hands and squeezing cautiously. "Great- then we can do it whenever you think you're ready. I figured you might want some time to think over what you'd want out of the deal. Any guarantees, things you'd want me to do for you. Or... not do."