It's the first thank you out of many, really. When he's a little more in his right mind, he'll figure out some way to repay Pinkman, but for now, he's just going to smile and nod and breathe. Okay. He'll even let it turn into a rueful sort of grin when Pinkman says he'll kick the nightmare's ass. Man, his hero, right?

Jesse sort of stumbles over to the steps, and flops down next to Pinkman, wrinkling his nose. "No homo's stupid," He mutters, because he can't resist, not even with the heaviest hallucinations - but that's pretty much all he can manage at that, because he is so not even capable of forming full sentences, let alone anything that could resemble an argument. "I got the glass and... the pipe, those're..."

Nope, he gets distracted by just staring at his hand for a second. Oh. Ew, blood. Wow, he doesn't like that. "Shit. Aw, shit, Galen's gonna be pissed." It's so normal that it makes Jesse laugh, or... giggle, really. He's a little looney from no sleep and gradual blood loss, don't mind him.