Blake’s a master of that technique, and others. He’s a frag of a leader. He listens to what everyone’s saying, everyone around him—and not only what they’re saying with their voices—and synthesizes it all into a kind of gestalt of the world. Nothing seems to surprise him, and he seems to know what people are going to say—me included—before they say it. He scares the fragging drek out of me. And what makes it worse is that I can’t even hate him.