Braiden ran a hand through his hair, a stalling gesture because he had to think. He was now standing between his two favorite women. Exactly the place he didn't want to be. They were on opposing sides, and whichever one he came out in agreement with, the other would be mad at him. There was some middle ground here, someplace. He could find it, too. This wasn't as unusual a circumstance as it should be, he just never had to navigate it with two women he actually cared about before.
He considered what the actual situation was, because he didn't like lying to either of them. Cady wanted to chase them down and interfere, so he helped. She seemed to feel it was important, so he helped. In retrospect, that was possibly not the brightest thing he'd ever done, but her urgency was infectious, so he helped. Which all meant that this mess was presumably his own fault. Like hell would he admit that out loud.
He put up both hands in a gesture that was halfway between placating and surrender. "I think this is about something between Cady and Toby." There. That was diplomatic, and it sort of excluded him from the argument (hopefully), as well as suggesting it wasn't really about Amanda. A good start.