Blaze considers that, trying to put herself in Angel's shoes- well, her place, anyhow. It's not as hard as she'd have thought. A look is exchanged with Ghost, an unspoken request for guidance. Whatever passes between them, the Guardian squares her shoulders as she looks back at Angel.

"Well, how would you like to join us on patrol one of these days? It's vicious work, far more dangerous than you face here. I sure as hell wouldn't take a civilian along, but... you're not exactly a civilian. I know you can protect yourself."