Wyatt was direct man, saying and doing things that needed to be said and done when they needed to be. To whom they needed to be. And when something chewed at him and he needed to have it out, he turned to a small list of confidants he trusted. Usually to the one in question it most related to.

He did not do it in a group setting. Tried his damnedest to keep it away from the cameras - though he knew they were there.

So while he appreciated Blaine's vote of confidence, it still left him feeling off-footed. Unsure what to do with it.

A ruddy wash of color darkening the skin around his collar he nodded awkwardly.

"Then we're agreed then," he said, clearing his throat. "Ya ain't got anythin' to worry 'bout here."