At 'shortstack' Jean looks down at their chest the way someone might if you said 'I like your shirt' but they'd forgotten which shirt be they're wearing. This doesn't help matters; Jean hasn't been stacked in years. Didn't like the trial run they took of it.

Focus, Jean!

"They have been. And I'm not looking down on them or disparaging their strength! We all need reminders, at times." Their gaze wanders over the battlefield, and a little smile lights up their expression.

Wait.

"...Comrade, you wouldn't happen to know if the shape of our cage is spherical or cylindrical, would you?"