Jeanne-Marie nodded as she listened to her brother, her fingers picking at the hem of her jeans. He was happy with Joe. If he was happy, that was all that should matter to Jeanne-Marie. Despite what her religious background was telling her, her brother's happiness was what was important here, whether she understood his choices or not.
"Then, I'm happy for you, mon frère." She reached a hand out and squeezed Jean-Paul's shoulder, smiling warmly. "I wish you and Joe the best." Releasing his arm, Jeanne-Marie stood, brushing the dirt from the roof from her pants. "I have training scheduled, so I have to go. But come find me if you need to talk about anything, okay?" She nodded once to her brother, then moved to the edge of the roof, stepping off and focusing on slowing her decent as gravity took over. She touched down on the ground, heading inside and to her room to change. The Danger Room called.