[ Open - Jean Moreau ( All for the Game ) ]

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I'm not cocky at all.

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You're cocky enough for more than two.

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If we ever are. [ Hedging for the possibilities, of course. ]

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Kevin... [Jean murmurs, quiet and some mix of happy and melancholic.]

I love you.

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[In truth, it would have probably been a bad thing for all of them if Jean had stayed. Jean probably would have chosen to stay near Kevin but he never would have been able to tell him how he felt. He would have never kissed him. The idea of never seems worse than the temporary distance between them now as difficult as it is.]

I will be thinking about you all the time until I see you again. It already feels like too long.

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[ Both actually would end up as mutual consequences of each other, really. ]

I want to do more than talk.

[ There was a pause at the second statement, though. ]

I'm still a Raven.

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[ Jean's quiet and it's not the first time they've had this conversation. Honestly, it probably won't be the last because even wearing USC colors, being around the Trojans, Jean still doesn't feel like one. A lot of the time it feels like the black has stained him inside. Maybe it did.

He sighs, loud enough that the phone does catch the sound of the exhalation of his breath. ]

I'm not a Trojan either. So what am I? [ It's hard to feel an identity without belonging to a team, that is certainly something that the way the Ravens, the nest had been had twisted in him. The way he needs to belong to someone. The way he can't really do things alone very well. ]

We don't need to talk about this.

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[ Jean frowns, though, at least that can't be seen. He's not really a Trojan, not really. Being a Trojan meant something specific, Jean could never have that thing that made them special. He was on the team but he still isn't quite a part of it. But in a way he could understand what Kevin's trying to say.

And in the end, he's kevin's and that's what really mattered, that's what would last. ]

I'll never get tired of hearing you say that.

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Very often. [ Jean murmurs in agreement. ]

You're too good to me.

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Well, good thing my opinion is the only one that counts in this.

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You'll never give yourself enough credit on this. [ That's not really what he was getting at! ]

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I know, but that doesn't mean you don't deserve it. I just...

[ Jean goes quiet for a moment but he's not quite done talking. ]

I never thought someone, anyone would... not the way you do. I hope I can be as good to you.