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[ Jesse's comfortable, now, curled up in his blanket and hoodie, at ease. He can manage smiles and laughs for Pinkman and that's more than he's felt like all afternoon. But the story is just enough to settle him down further and he can't even remember much about what he was scared of. He's exhausted and it comes out in his expression, even as he's trying to reply. ]

Fuck yeah, man. [ Jesse agrees, resting his head on his knees. ] Oughta list that as a skill, I think. Put it on a resume. [ Little yawn. ] Mr. Miyagi would be proud, right?

[ And maybe he closes his eyes a bit. He's just resting them, shh. He's still listening. ]