Jacob shook his head. “I have no idea.” He murmured to James. “I've been here only an hour or so, and already they're the wildest people I've ever had to deal with.” He sighed, and a thought flashed through his head, wondering how wild Melinda really was. God, he could remember his last time. Sixty years ago. Now<em>that</em>was sheer torture, he pondered.<br/><br/>Wicked thoughts ran through him, and he oh so wished that he was anything but a guardian angel at that moment. He tried to distract ihmself again wtih the reading of the scroll. Now that was getting more interesting.