[ A small, offhanded shrug, an equally offhanded little shake of his head as he looks away, lifting his cup to his mouth to take a long sip. There's something restless in everything Jesse does, like the truth of how untogether he actually is, keeps trying to work its way to the surface, no matter how offhanded he might try to pretend to be. ]

Ah, it's... I dunno, sometimes I wish this place came with some kinda instruction manual or something, is all. Almost two months in, still haven't figured shit out. [ Which... goes admittedly deeper than just asking for help with dumbass cartoons, but. Not the kid's problem. Lifting his cup to polish the rest of it off, though adding with deliberate aloofness just before he does so: ] Whatever. It's nothing, don't worry about it. Was asking you about the Meadows, anyway.

[ Drink now sculled back. ]