Jesse put out the unbitten hand and rested it under the offered paw. Palm to palm, as a normal handshake would be.
"Doctor Hank?" He raised his eyebrows, thinking about that. A doctor polar bear. He wanted to laugh, almost felt it rise up in him, but the situation seemed a little too serious for that.
"I'm Jesse Custer. Pleased."
Jesse took his hand back and used it to throw aside his cigarette, remembering how his own dog used to highly dislike the odor, and thinking it might translate across all animals.
"I been a little outta touch the last few days, but I'm gonna guess this has something to do with the City and you ain't always been a polar bear. You gotta stay like this all the time?"