You’d known Jean throughout childhood, and had become very good friends. Joining the training for the branches, and ultimately joining the Survey Corps together. He wanted to be in the Military Brigade, but two things swayed him. You, and Marcos words to him, which he kept in his memory.

Your friendship was very reserved it was pure banter and looking out for eachother. You both never spoke about feelings or that shit, it seemed foreign for you, being in a reserved family as a child.

Jean was walking in the forest with Marlo and Hitch tied up, you’d gone to investigate a sound. It was silent until Jean spoke, “Stop.” he said to them. Holding a knife towards Hitch and Marlo. You saw something to the side so checked it out.

“Well forget what we saw here.” Marlo said.

“Yeah you will! Because both of you will die here.” Jean said holding the knife up.

Hitch and Marlo backed into the cliff bottom behind them, shocked.

“I’ll take it upon myself to kill you.” Jean said.

“You’ll get no sympahy from this guy.” Jean said, running at them to attack, before he tripped over. The knife landing on the ground.

Marlo picked it up, his hands still tied in the rope. Jean was now stood up, as Marlo rushed towards him with the knife pointed at him.