What makes Blair toss and turn at night?

Who says? It's pulling up along side the 'Claw right now.

Who can say what keeps him up at night, Angel, blowing up a planet, bug torture. There's a lot of possibilities.
 
Probably the nightmares of escort mission where the only wingman is Maniac.

Wulf nice try tough, got me thinking WC1-WC2. :)
 
I think blair's most common reoccuring nightmare would involve a particularly drunk hunter and a 9' tall firekkan.
 
If I were Blair I wouldn't mind the blue hair but I'd be afraid waking up one day seeing Mark Hamill in the mirror.
 
Perhaps that day when he spent the night with a Kilrathi concubine would do it. Thats from WC4 novel, btw.
 
Note that "spend the night with" doesn't necessarily mean having a sexual relationship (though I'll grant you it does sound like it can be the setup for some bad porn fanfic story).

She was assigned to him while he was aboard Melek's freighter, and he accepted the offer to not give offense. Never mind the issue of personal safety (no small concern when in a ship full of 7 foot tall carnivores who tend to react rather poorly to things perceived as insults), offending his hosts wouldn't have helped his efforts on behalf of the UBW.
 
It really would've sucked if he was allergic to cats.
Note that "spend the night with" doesn't necessarily mean having a sexual relationship (though I'll grant you it does sound like it can be the setup for some bad porn fanfic story).

She was assigned to him while he was aboard Melek's freighter, and he accepted the offer to not give offense. Never mind the issue of personal safety (no small concern when in a ship full of 7 foot tall carnivores who tend to react rather poorly to things perceived as insults), offending his hosts wouldn't have helped his efforts on behalf of the UBW.

"Blair sniffled while Sosa played back his after-action report. He was allergic to something on Melek's ship, probably Cat fur. Hobbes had never given him any trouble, but Prince Ralgha had been one Cat among humans, and not the other way around. The concubine Melek had given him for honor's sake was probably to blame. She'd fancied him no more than he had her, but she'd insisted they respect proprieties and had very specific ideas about where she should sleep. Blair, not wanting to anger a female with three-centimeter-long claws who outmassed him by twenty kilos, had gone along. The morning after brought sniffles and itchy eyes, not to mention his host's amused glances" (WC:TPOF 226).
 
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