"I'm sorry! I mean— I didn't— My face isn't—" Blair staggered over her words, cutting off instantly when a hand came near her face. Her lip curled as a growl rose in her throat, but when a finger actually poked her face, her head jerked back, eyes fluttering as she looked at him with a mixture of bemusement and embarrassment.Take raised an eyebrow.
What was that.
He took his shaky hand and put it on her upper arm in return, letting it settle there longer than she did, “Your face reminds me of a tomato” he commented on her red, flushed face. He then poked her face with a finger, “I appreciate your concern though” he laughed softly then took his hand away, focusing his eyes on the fatigued Kipp.
She forced herself to laugh with him, but just felt nothing but embarrassment from the whole thing, and instead came over to Clary and Kipp. Why can't I just act normal?