[He was there in nine minutes, oblivious to any similarities other than the fact that his warden (apparently) knew how to spar. How good he was remained to be seen, and of course, there was the matter of Tim's deal to think of. First thing's first, though.

He stopped short of the man he assumed was his warden, giving him an appraising look. He could only assume Jason read his file so he either knew what he was doing or thought he did.

Interesting.]

Waiting long?