The Ghost looks up at him, its case expanding and shifting as if to widen its optic. It's harder to read than its Exo companion, but it seems like it might be abashed. "Why, thank you. It's a pleasure to be of help to our friends. And if you ever need any help-"

"Or an extra gun," Blaze chips in, pulling out some electronic components, all glistening clean silver. They're also rather sturdy though, being intended for use in various firearms.

"-Then you only need ask. After all, our worlds are in much the same situation."