[ Yeah, it was stupid, but his intentions were good. He just hates seeing her uncomfortable or sick or in pain. It's enough that his last memories of her are watching her leave through his door in a body bag. You'd think that would be enough for him to try and make sure she never touches a drug again, but addiction is a tricky beast.

He winces a little bit at the disappointment in her voice. It's there, however slight, and it hurts, though her attempt at a smile lifts the heaviness from his heart ever so slightly. ]

Yeah. It's hard, I know. I got pretty bad on the stuff, but I went to rehab. Detoxing w as a real bitch. But, give it a few days and you'll start seeing the light at the end of the tunnel. You'll start feeling like your old self in like a week. And it's worth it. Doing it the hard way'll suck enough that that's what you'll think about next time you consider going back down that road.

[ Jesse offers Jane a sympathetic smile, takes her hand and just holds it, looking down at it for a few moments. ]

It's not selfish; not really. I mean, I was about to skip town when I got here anyway. Trying to start over someplace new. I guess this is as good a place as any. Fresh start.