[And this... This is where the balance shifts. It's been a long time, but he still remembers that moment. Back when he believed Jean had what it took be a responsible leader- no, back when Jean actually still had it. No one would know about that. No one but himself and Jean.
His expression softens. He would like nothing more than to accept this as the truth, but this person can't be Jean. Because Jean... Jean is waiting for him, back home. Probably drunk off his ass, but waiting nonethless.]
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His expression softens. He would like nothing more than to accept this as the truth, but this person can't be Jean. Because Jean... Jean is waiting for him, back home. Probably drunk off his ass, but waiting nonethless.]
But that's... That's impossible.