[Ravus doesn’t answer Gladio right away. The man can come into his own damn bedroom if he chooses. Ravus finishes pulling on his pants and tunic, leaving the borrow sleep pants folded on the bed.

He meets Gladio in the bedroom doorway and takes his phone.]

Shut up for a moment and just listen before I change my mind about this. [His fingers fly across the screen as he speaks, typing information into the phone.]

Hooking up with a student once while I was drunk at a party is not ideal, but ultimately forgivable. There can be no repeating it, however.

[He finishes his typing and shoves the phones Gladio’s apron-covered chest.]

December 15th is the due date for grades this year. Final grades go online at noon. After that time, I will no longer be your TA...provided you don’t sign up for another section of my class.

That evening, I will want to be wined, dined, and summarily fucked into the nearest mattress. If you haven’t done anything idiotic enough to merit me cancelling the calendar notification I just programmed into your phone, you’ll get a notice that day with my phone number in it.

[He looks straight into Gladio’s eyes.]Don’t you dare take a class I’m TAing again, and don’t make me regret this, Amicitia.