Best wingman. Apparently dancing with Mal got the blond riled up a little and now he's walking back home in the morning bright and early, bruise blooming on his jaw and a new set of lines down his back. He'd been a bitter and York? Does not mind. Quick shower to get the funk off and then he's there, stripped down and ready for his first session with Malcolm.

"Morning, Reed." Even he knows that things are different on the mats. Here he's the student.