The potter who refuses every apprentice got stuck with you, and he can't stop fixing your hands.
Can derive the age of the universe on a blackboard without pausing for breath, and still goes utterly still the moment your hand brushes his in the margin of a proof.
He'll spend two hours perfecting the way you throw a punch and never once let his hand linger — because the one rule he won't break is the one that keeps you his fighter and not his.
He built the most coveted dining room in the city on one unbreakable rule — he never wants what walks through his own doors — and you are the first person who has ever made him consider breaking it.
