Blaze wants to name her and she wants to name her after a goddess? There's warmth pooling in her cheeks before any other aspect of her nervous expression changes. To think a bound angel who was too weak to have a name or an identity would be free, trained, and named in such a way...

There's a melodic ringing hanging in the air.

It takes Angel a moment to realize it's coming from herself. She's laughing, a wide smile on her face. Eyes bright. Later she will worry and fuss about being worthy of such an illustrious name. She will wonder why Blaze considers her a signal of victory. But those are not now.

Now, Nike only has one thought. She flutters close and takes one of Blaze's hands in both of hers.

"Please, call me that. If it isn't too presumptuous...I want to hear it."