He smiled, then. "Well, I don't gotta go out for smokes ever." Jesse tapped the pack in his hand. "I also don't have to work out none. I cheat a little and make it so I ain't a big fat slob."
Which he probably would be otherwise. With not much to do within the City as he'd done most of his life - no farm to work, no fights, no training from either of Marie's little pets - and all the food he really enjoyed, Jesse might have just turned into a lazy couch potato otherwise.
"Worst part? Knowin I can help folk, but being torn to do it cause of what it might mean." He thought of Dinah. "Have a friend who lost her son. I could bring him right back for her. But it seems wrong."