"That's experience for you." She sounds older saying that, though not weary. Age is a funny thing for a Guardian - doubly so for an Exo. In a moment like this she feels it, though, the echo of all those forgotten lives behind her.

She handles that as she always does: ignoring it and taking action. She slings an arm around Adia's shoulders, protective and careful and a little bit warm. Her strength is measured, but there's something inexorable about it when she draws Adia into the hug. Her human friend will probably get a little bit of a jolt on the way - the concern and uncertainty crawling in her circuits is reflected in the static that gathers on her plating. Small hazards of being an Arc-based Guardian. Ghost hovers close, unable to join in exactly but offering... comfort through proximity.

"If he gives you any trouble, you can always call on us," Blaze reminds her.

"And maybe he's learned his lesson now," Ghost points out.