"Obviously you are, or your doctor's a liar," Jesse replied, trying so hard to keep his temper in check. He really wasn't angry at his brother, he was scared for him, and worried about him. Something was seriously wrong, and he wanted to get to the heart of it, before it got any worse.
"That doesn't make sense, Jay," he finally said. "You were eating well, putting on some weight. Which was good, because I'd seen scarecrows bigger than you. I just...whatever's going on, I just want to know if I can help."