Blair paused a heartbeat when he woman raised her voice at her, but smiled as she quickly tried to apologize. She waved the apology off with a shrug and tried to step between Zahara and the bloody scene they were leaving behind. It wasn't like her little damsel in distress didn't raise good points, the problem was that Blair was just...not like other people, so the same rules didn't apply. Hard to convey that in a believable way though.
"If you want to help, then just keep me company, yeah? Just until you see that I'm fine! Or, I guess until you figure out what you're gonna do, because you said you can't go home." That was a bigger problem to Blair than her head injury.
"For now, let's find somewhere safe to rest. Maybe for me to rinse some of this blood off. Don't want to cause a ruckus with my appearance." Most people would probably at least pause to see someone with as much blood on them as Blair was currently sporting. Somehow she doubted blood-coated was a fashion statement.
"If you want to help, then just keep me company, yeah? Just until you see that I'm fine! Or, I guess until you figure out what you're gonna do, because you said you can't go home." That was a bigger problem to Blair than her head injury.
"For now, let's find somewhere safe to rest. Maybe for me to rinse some of this blood off. Don't want to cause a ruckus with my appearance." Most people would probably at least pause to see someone with as much blood on them as Blair was currently sporting. Somehow she doubted blood-coated was a fashion statement.