Galen smiles at that and sits back in his chair. "Same here. High school can be pretty good for helping you find your niche, I guess." He brings a hand up, chews at one of his nails.

"... I'm glad we're friends, Kenzi." Chew, chew. "Like, you don't have to shoulder any of this -- whatever the fuck's going on, but you are, and... it's cool. You're cool." Just tellin' it like it is. He's grateful!