That was the feeling that Jean had come to associate you with. Bubbly and vibrant, you had sprung up on the first day of training as spunky as a fresh faced daisy among the nervous cadets that fanned out in neat rows. You had quickly proven yourself as his equal in skill and strength, a highly strategic mind hiding behind the bright smile that could convince even the shyest member of the cadets to engage you in a quick conversation.
That smile itself was what cut through his cockiness like the sharp swords that you sliced the napes of titans with. As his comrades fell to the waves of death like the dying petals of flowers and the world around him grew more twisted than the worst tangle of knotted vines, he found himself relying on that warm strength you carried so proudly. You were fearless and bold, charging into battle alongside him no matter the odds.
His tongue that never failed to deliver the most cutting of comments tangled itself in knots around you, leaving him a b