His body was wracked with a shiver as he saw Ophelia practically materialize behind him. Okay, evil. Check. Time to go home... but he could not do that. No, his orders were clear. Plus... there was a little something else blossoming inside of him, gnawing at his very soul--it was a strong urge to engage this creature, even an attraction, as he looked to her.<br/><br/>Eyes that were filled with suspicion looked her over, his Adam's apple bobbing visibly as he swallowed hard, swept by a wave of physical temptation as his ward for a second flickered through a deep desire to invite her closer--no, he would not, could not. Still, he had to remain civil--if it came to a physical battle, he would lose. Nodding to her with a nervous smile, he said to her, "I... I've had my share of this Fairway for a while, but if I may--would you show me to this Grande Roue?"