"I don't. It was fucking great when we were up there--even when we were getting chased, but..." The scowl's back, and he scrubbed a hand through his hair, trying to cool his temper and telling himself that putting a slug in the guy's brain was not a good idea.

"Look, I just react badly when people try and preach at me." His gaze flickered around the hall, uncomfortable. "Goes back to that entire seminary shit I told you about."