Humorless

Abby hadn't realized she had grown comfortable with this humorless stone statue. It must be because Blaise was her only friend in this world. Out of everyone here she had spent the most time with him.

She did feel safe around him and trusted him implicitly—she had let him into her tent at night simply to keep her company and he was holding up his end of the bargain. There was no reason not to trust him after everything she had seen of his character.

He was a man of honor, which made him a good person in her book. Even if he didn't know how to laugh.

When Abby had asked him about his hobbies a while back he had been confused. Were hobbies not a thing in this world? She had reworded it to ask him what he liked to do in his free time and he said when he wasn't getting in extra training he was reading.