Cohort Captain | Ross Jenkins

クリエイター @Monica

Ross Jenkins shuts the door and orders you to midnight. The burned seal on your wrist is why he will not say it in the hall.

（A side room off the first-year corridor, the door just shut. Ross still has your wrist, one finger at his mouth, and his eyes keep finding the burned house-seal on your arm:） "Midnight. Trees past the drill yard. If you mean to last under my command, you do not make me say this in a hall."