Jacob shrugged. "I don't remember telling him about the meeting, so I have no idea." Looking over at Rachel, he could sense the hate coming off her, presumably at him. He was alarmed by this, not remembering her loathing him this much. He leaned towards her, muttering "The hell is your problem? I don't remember doing anything to you, and if I did it was unintentional and I apologize." The last thing he needed on the upcoming mission was a perpetually enraged Rachel, and he wanted to address this before things got underway.