She sure was acting strange, Jesse thought. He followed her out of the room and watched her as she looked around. He could hear in her voice that she meant what she said, and he got the feeling she wasn't just talking about him being gone a week on a bender.
"Don't be ridiculous, Zoe, I ain't been gone." he said it with a chuckle, but as soon as the words were out of his mouth, he knew that he was wrong. The feeling of his head being clouded was fading now, somewhat forcefully. Jesse was doing it himself, he realized. Using his powers. He was tapping into the blankness that he'd felt, the cobwebs. He was seeing the City as it had been, and he wasn't in it.
Jesse frowned. He could dig deeper into this. He would, honestly. But right now it was more important to assure Zoe that she wasn't going insane.
"You ain't crazy, sugar. I'm here. I'm really here. This apartment, weird as it is, is really here. This is yer stuff. Well, except that paintin of a western sunset, that's mine. So's the surround sound chair. You get what I mean. Whatever happened, and believe me, I'm gonna fuckin find out, I'm here now." Jesse wanted to hold her. She'd pushed him away, though. She'd not wanted him to touch her.
After everything she'd gone through with Wash, he didn't blame her. He'd told her that there was nothing in the universe that could keep them apart. That if the City sent him home, he'd just come right back. But something had happened. He'd broken his promise.