Torvallis! was waiting patiently for the Centurion to come back from patrol. They had meant to meet earlier, but the day's chores and rushing to beat the rotting of the harvested rat meat had led the two to evade each other quite by accident.
Since the Centurion had learned of T!'s true military background, (administration), he had insisted that Torvallis! enter martial training under the only capable drill sergeant around: himself.