Blaze offers Adia the seat closer to the fire, as well as the cushion from her own chair. She hardly needs it after all. She plonks herself down casually, leaning forward on her knee guards while she talks.

"You heard about the invasion, huh? That's one of the bigger skirmishes we've had here. We weren't patrolling so regularly back then, but I hear there were scouts around ahead of the attack. The other real fight, against the Winter spirit- well, hard to miss that something was wrong beforehand."

Tulips are flowers, she thinks. Blaze isn't sure which ones, but it doesn't seem important. She can imagine them, like the fields of big flowers that dot the European Dead Zone on Earth. "So she taught you? That's a nice way to do it, learning from family."