He tried, really he did, but distractions are hard to ignore, even if the subject matter isn't very interesting.  It started to become too much, and the thought of leaving did cross Jynmi's mind, but in the end the angel spoke before he could leave, but after he put his book back and started turning around to make his exit.  He tilted his head, and watched her speaking, wondering if 'her' was the accurate term.  Did angels have sexs?  It could be possible, he supposed anything was possible, but the thought of them being spiritual entities without form made it hard for him to believe genitals existed.  

The angel paused and watched them.  It, she, was probably giving them the opportunity to ask questions.  He had a lot, but the one about sex seemed more pressing.  So he opened his mouth to ask, assuming this would be his last chance, but instead, at the last second, as if his mouth had more sense than his mind, he said. "What does overseeing the existence of the universe entail, exactly?  Are we going to have to fix something, because I'm the not the right person for that.  There've been----instances that could prove that."  He would'Ve gone into further detail, but being an angel he was sure she was aware of the cars, and bikes, and that little old man's electric chair all bursting into flames.