"Guess in the strictest terms of the word, yeah, I'm still a drunk. I drink a lot, but I don't really get inebriated anymore. Unless I drink a lot. I got my bad habits, and I can admit them. Drinkin, smokin, women. But I do love them, and I ain't lookin to quit none of them any time soon." He gave her a wink.
Jesse could understand the wanting to know. He'd gone on a rediculous and hard quest to understand a thing, and it had taken him through some really difficult things. He still didn't really have the answer he'd been looking for, either. Though he'd stopped once he'd arrived in the City. He had known from the very start that what he was looking for wasn't here. Hadn't ever been, and never would be.
"That's twice now you've mentioned somebody eatin brains, darlin. I think yer gonna have to explain to me just what you mean. Especially after that zombie thing we had not too long ago. Cause that's all I can think about." He leaned in a bit and took the fork, nudging her softly with his shoulder. "I won't never shoot you."