Blaise hated this, whatever this was. He wasn't supposed to be concerned about anything other than getting through NEWTs and making his way out into the world. Still he couldn't help but wonder what would happen if he and Daphne drifted too far apart.
He paused his wand so that it was pointing to the ground. Had someone else pushed him on the subject he'd have likely hexed them but Blaise prided himself of his treatment of the girls in his house. Regardless of how anyone felt about him they could never say that Blaise had not been to perfect gentleman to those who mattered in his book for whatever reason he sought. "That's the problem isn't it. I don't have anyone I go to normally because there isn't much to share beyond the commonalities that most of us are already quite aware of." Yes, it was a blanket and completely useless answer but it fell right into his general scheme.