Niid, alright. After repeated attempt, Jean's sorted out that she can't come up with a single witty thing to say, and has now caused herself to break down emotionally, being poetic is hell on the heart.
I'm aware this won't be noticed, so let's just say, I love you, intensely and platonically. You've fixed so many broken parts of me (though, that's mainly because of Kassidy), and distracted me from the hell that's this world. I don't know if I could ever thank you, or Kassidy, or Valkyrie enough for that.