[ Jesse remains by the door, watching. The Jesse he used to be - that Jesse would have been yelling and shrieking and arguing and god knows what else while this guy tends to his wounds. This Jesse is mostly impassive, a part of him shut off and cold to the point of not caring how hurt this guy is. He's so done with helping anybody anymore.
Another part of himself knows that survival is going to mean helping others.
And so, while Frank is beginning to bind his hand up with the gauze, Jesse slips into the bathroom. ]
Stop. Gimme that.
[ He motions at the gauze. It's an order, not a request, said with cool, matter-of-factual command. ]
no subject
Another part of himself knows that survival is going to mean helping others.
And so, while Frank is beginning to bind his hand up with the gauze, Jesse slips into the bathroom. ]
Stop. Gimme that.
[ He motions at the gauze. It's an order, not a request, said with cool, matter-of-factual command. ]