Blaze falls easily into step behind him. She hasn't spared much thought to how this might go, but there doesn't seem much reason to worry. Least of all a few stares. She'd stick out in her own city if she ever went for a stroll.

The door warrants a pause for inspection. She gives the side a heavy rap, making an appreciative grunt at its solidity. "Good habit. Nice work, too, considering your materials."

"I suspect it's better camouflage than a giant stone wall," her Ghost points out.