[ Jesse scoffs a laugh at the Herbalife dig, shaking his head as he settles more comfortably into the passenger seat. Okay, maybe this guy’s legit after all. There’s something disarming about him. Like he's too earnest to be faking it. It's not what he's used to, but he's not complaining. Jesse watches the road ahead as the Hummer picks up speed, dust kicking up in a low plume behind them. ]
Cali, huh? Makes sense. You got that whole, uh, sunshine-and-smoothies vibe.
[ He says it without malice, a little dry, maybe, but not mean. If anything, it’s his way of acknowledging the contrast. River's all bright energy and golden-hour charm, and Jesse, well, he's all bruises and shadows stuffed into an oversized, zipped-up hoodie. His fingers drum absently on the window ledge, then pause. The question takes him a second longer to answer. ]
I'm from New Mexico. The ABQ. I think I kinda...fell outta the sky? I dunno. One second, I was back there, the next I was waking up in some sketchy hospital tent, balls-deep in debt, being patched up by some robot-thing. Not entirely convinced this isn't just a super bad trip, honestly. [ He glances over, like he's checking to see if River’s still picking up what he's putting down. ] You crash land here, too, or just take a wrong exit off the 405?
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Cali, huh? Makes sense. You got that whole, uh, sunshine-and-smoothies vibe.
[ He says it without malice, a little dry, maybe, but not mean. If anything, it’s his way of acknowledging the contrast. River's all bright energy and golden-hour charm, and Jesse, well, he's all bruises and shadows stuffed into an oversized, zipped-up hoodie. His fingers drum absently on the window ledge, then pause. The question takes him a second longer to answer. ]
I'm from New Mexico. The ABQ. I think I kinda...fell outta the sky? I dunno. One second, I was back there, the next I was waking up in some sketchy hospital tent, balls-deep in debt, being patched up by some robot-thing. Not entirely convinced this isn't just a super bad trip, honestly. [ He glances over, like he's checking to see if River’s still picking up what he's putting down. ] You crash land here, too, or just take a wrong exit off the 405?