Blaise was still trying to figure out the Muggleborn rules that had been added to their society. That was all he could spare the energy to focus on. Thankfully no one really cared one way or the other what he did or didn't do. Blaise liked it that way. No one to answer to, but that also meant he had no one to pay attention to him for more than one evening at a time. Something that was getting old rather quickly. Not that he would ever openly admit to it.
"Not everyone," he said leaning in a little. "From where I stand you're one of the sanest people around." There weren't many people that he held close enough to his heart to allow them in, Pandora was one of them.