He snorts at that. "Don't worry, I can - I can hold myself back, m'sure," He jokes weakly, with a huge sigh at the end. He winces a few times as Pinkman mops up the blood, but it's okay, he's had worse, and by the time that Pinkman's done talking, it feels a little less like his hand is going to fall off. Slumping back against the stairs, Jesse stares up at the ceiling of the lighthouse.

"... But yeah. Okay. You can have the glass. Don't fuckin' - don't lose it." Seriously, they might need it. For monsters. He sighs again, wrapping the bandana around his hand tightly.

And who's Galen? Jesse squints. "Galen is my boyfriend."