“I don’t either…” Jax shrugged his shoulders and looked up warily. “I’ve never expect any of that,” He spat out. “You aren’t happy to be back? With the beer pong, loose women and the partying? Really can’t tell me your life was so great before.”
“What can I say? being a guardian trainer isn’t exactly like I’m making sure you all can chant something or control urges, it’s making sure you don’t need your hand held. Just because I’m this age again doesn’t mean that’s changing any time soon. I’m happy for very different reasons than my pupils here.”










