"None of us belong here--we've all been summoned, with absolutely no regard for whatever else we'd had planned for the week. The good news is, they must have some use for us; they're feeding us, once a day. Letting us go out to a courtyard to stretch our legs. So they're not planning on killing us for whatever makes us failures."

He sets the blanket around Soren's shoulders, and then sits back down on the bottom bunk he's claimed as his.