Nuh-uh, wardens aren't quite the same as mentors. I mean, that can be part of what we do, but I've never been particularly good at it. Shit, did I look like I knew what I was doing with Needy? Don't answer that. I know I totally didn't.

[A hint of insecurity slips into his tone here, something weirdly juvenile, even younger than his years. It could be a way to trip her up, but it sounds so careless - careless enough to be genuine.]

Anyway. My first piece of advice, if you want it, is to quit being such a hermit. There are good people and terrible people here, and you're gonna have to learn to trust at least a couple of them if you want to graduate, I bet.