He's diligent. Definitely a teenager, a rowdy one, but he's offered his help in looking into this bloody place multiple times.
Each week, he's determined to help in the hideous exercises they put us through. A boy his age, he shouldn't be worrying about things like this.
I think he respects me. Somehow, that alone feels like a victory.
I've never been called Sensei before now. It's sort of nice.
Sounds like he's been taking the law into his own hands. I don't approve of that, but it does sound like he has little choice. So few adults to count on? No wonder he is how he is. I wish he could know what teachers are supposed to be like.
I've a strong desire to see him get a proper, better education.

Crivvens, he really does seem so much like Ashton.
I think, finally, we're on a good page. He has a better head on than I initially thought. Teaching me a thing or two, honestly.