At first, Jesse felt the rise of panic himself when the scarf didn't budge at the words. But then he thought of something and felt the interior pocket of his current jacket, and discovering the lighter there, smiled a little.
A bit of investigation showed that Zoe was merely tangled and making her situation worse with the struggle. He laid a gentle hand on her shoulder to stay her movements and then unwrapped the scarf from her neck.
Folding it carefully on his lap, Jesse looked at it. He was actually glad to have it back. Not because he wanted to use it, but because now that he had Zoe, he didn't want anybody to be able to use it against him. There were so many bad things that could happen because of this scarf. The risk was great.
"Maybe I should find some kinda vault to stick it in. I don't think it can be destroyed."