Blair took pity on me and just cocked his head, eyeing me with narrowed gaze, his expression thoughtful, assessing. “You’re bad with people,” he pointed out, an observation, nothing more. Some of the tension bled from my shoulders and I nodded, a short jerk of my head. “It’s not my strength.” “I can see that.” He warmed up to me a little more, his lips twitching as he stared at me. “So…” He waved around. “You gonna show me around, or what?”
