Last spark from the ashes

"Well, think it over, anyway. Talk to people you trust. And hell, if you don't end up liking the pact we make, we can unmake it as many times as we have to." She nods again just for emphasis, gives another squeeze of the angel's hands. "We'll figure it out."

She gets up to leave, needing some space herself as much as she expects Nike will. "Try to get some rest, all right? It's been a long, strange night."

But she pauses in the doorway, looks back. "And Nike? Lord Saladin's next induction for the new Guardians is coming round at the end of next month. I expect to see you there, understood? Have a good night."