Not even including what went down in those eight hours, yeah, it is a lot of shit. But Party doesn't need to know about Jesse-stuff ever. No one needs to know.

Her expression hardens with resolve, and she tugs on his sleeve. "But we just got food! And you came back! So, I mean... whatevs, forget the other stuff. This is the uber important stuff." And complaining about Sharon isn't going to keep them alive. Come on, Kenzi. She's shifting from pissed back off to manic-optimistic. "Hey, you okay? Can I do something? Deer-somethings? If I keep bitching, you're gonna freeze your butt off. How did you even learn to do this?!"