"I've been finding that out, working where I do," Jesse sighed, and held up a hand to forestall Isaiah's question. "I'll tell you about that at a later time, promise."
Isaiah settled back into his chair. "Gonna hold you to that, m 'frè," he said, rubbing at his temples.
"I'm sure you are, Jay," Jesse said soothingly. "Nicholas went out to get us all some food, OK? He'll be back soon, and then you can eat. You'll gain that weight back. I'm just glad you're back in one piece."