"Good." Dropping her hand back to its side, Jessica watched her a second longer, unable to successfully contain the amused smirk on her face. Obscenities were not something she expected from this girl; Jean seemed too sweet for such bad language. She seemed too sweet to attempt murder on someone too, but...
"I have to get going," Jessica announced, tugging her coat tighter around her frame. She stared into Jean's young green hues, thoughtful, before she began her backwards gait. "Take care of yourself, Jean." The Avenger saluted her, a ghost of a smile dressing her lips. A forgiving smile. Maybe.