her. “What is his problem?” Alaia asked, as she pushed a plate of food into my hands. “Qua is complex… he been through a lot.” “I guess I’m trying to figure him out. Does he have a girlfriend or anything.” Blair went into the kitchen to grab some water. “He was so worried about me in Philly, hugged me and looked into my eyes… he didn’t look like he was just following orders, you know?”