Last spark from the ashes

Where the titan relaxes Nike does not.

Her gaze sweeps over Blaze who is visibly relaxing. Watching her body language, watching her grip shift to squeeze Nike's own fingers and suffuse them with warmth. This result...pleases Blaze. This is what the titan wants. It's made her happy.

Nike has...made her...happy.

Even if she is afraid of what this change will bring, is it not worthwhile if it pleases Blaze? Seeing her mistress-no. Her fireteam leader--no, again. If they are not master and servant, what else is there? Seeing her...friend? Is that what they are? Nike has made her happy, whatever Blaze is to become to her. And that feeling still spreads warmth beneath Nike's skin as much as it ever did. It makes her stop trembling so much.

"I...won't know how to do any of that, Blaze. But I'll try."