She meets Angel's gaze and for once Blaze hesitates herself. She doesn't have breath to hold, but she can feel the intensity of this moment suddenly. She hadn't planned on this. She's not even that creative. What if she suggests something awful and Angel latches onto it?

"It'd have to be something you like the sound of," she says. "You're the one who's gonna get it yelled at you all the time. Something with a good weight to it. Something like Nike, I'd figure. I mean we could make a list if you want to look over options."