The old Claire, the one from before the wreck, would have laughed off Landon's rebuke and told him what was good for him instead.  The new Claire had lost some of that self-confident edge, and as he said the words, she could feel herself withdrawing.  "I'm sorry," she murmured, rushing to explain.  "It's just that you're back home now, and I thought that maybe you'd like to... well, I didn't plan on us running into her or anything.  And I've set you up before and you didn't seem to mind..."<br/><br/>She made herself stop and closed her eyes for a moment.  This was Landon; he wasn't upset with her or judging her like she did herself.  He just didn't want to go on a date with Hannah.  It had nothing to do with her.  Opening her eyes, she smiled at her husband's best friend, the man that was one of the people she loved most dearly in the world.  "I'm being silly.  I'll keep in mind that you're not looking for a relationship.  I'm good with that anyway; after all, that just means that you'll devote more time where your attention should be.  You'll be hanging out with me."  Her smile turned impish, hinting at the playful woman she used to be.