"If it makes ya feel any better, when I came here, I fell outta a plane. I mean, I was fallin anyway. But when I hit ground, it weren't in the desert where I thought I should be. Was on pavement. I had to spend time in the hospital. You got off clean."
Jesse was really feeling the need to try to help this guy see something good in all of this. Anything. He knew he was grasping a little bit at small things, but even small things could bring some cheer.
"Yeah, I got a gal. We only got together fairly recently, though we've known one another for a while now. Both been in this City for a number of years, had run ins and whatnot. Bit her once when I was a zombie, turned her into one. Then I bit her when I was a dog. Turned her into a cat. By the way, this place is gonna throw a lot of weird shit yer way." Jesse swallowed some alcohol and took a drag off his smoke. He wasn't burning through the liquor as fast as his new pal, but then, he wasn't hurting. "She's a hell of a woman. Tough. Strong. A warrior, is what I'd call her. She's hit me before, and it ain't no girly swing she got."