To Ray
Dear Ray,
I hope this letter doesn't confuse you. We haven't become close in the past year, but I have noticed you a lot lately. (Head out of the gutter, please.)
The most distinct qualities about your introduction to the team were your age and your discomfort about being in a group. I believe your exact words were: "I hope I'm not expected to be the baby-sitter around here." Rogue thought it was funny. Scott didn't. He didn't like the idea of someone refusing responsibility. He did like what he saw in you since then.
The Morlocks were a secret of yours. When the need arose, you shared that secret. You risked Callisto's trust in you to protect your friends. When Evan was going through his change, you went to the Morlocks again. Alone. You had tension with them and still you went after your friend. And you protected their trust by not bringing the professor, Scott or Logan (who would have preached, made demands or thrashed the place respectively.)
You don't want to lead a team. That's too bad. There's something called leading by example. You do it everyday. You may not become a field general or even an X-man if you don't want, but you are doomed to a life of being a good person and a good friend. For that, I want to thank you.