Adam looked at the man curiously. He had gotten the impression that John had been about to tell him everything he wanted to know, like most people did, but had stopped himself in time. A man with an ability like that could turn out to be a terrible enemy or a powerful friend.

"Well, technic'ly I'm not." He pointed out the window, "Sister Mary there is the one who runs the Manor. If you're here for a job or a room you'll have to talk to her or the Metatron who's prob'ly around somewhere. But, I kinda am too. I'm the one in charge of makin' sure that no one here gets hurt..."

He cocked his head to one side and gave John a deeply appraising look.

"So, why are you here?"