"He was. We used to be roommates, but then he left," Jean shrugged. He tried to appear as apathetic about it as possible, even though he was pretty broken up about it at the time. "Everyone leaves here eventually. Some people end up here for ridiculously long stretches of time, but... everyone goes in the end."

Not to worry Marco, Jean wasn't lonely here. He missed the Corps, and he missed the camaraderie with his squad mates, the kind you can only have with that special ride-or-die mentality, but he had a rich social life in the Mansion. There are even people out there he's willingly called friends in casual conversation.