"Anything but the snapdragons," Jesse mutters, waving his hands - but the burst of laughter gets his attention, and he blinks a few times, watching Ned. He sits up at that, wrapping his arms around his knees and watching Ned with a sort of bemused look.

"A... dragon." Wat. But Ned's asking him a question, and Jesse wrinkles his nose at it. That's a sore spot, just a little, since he hasn't spoken to Kenzi about it yet. He talked to Galen, just. He sighs, and shifts around where he sits.

"Yeah, she's - uh, a vampire, I guess. I ain't talked to her." Fidget. He wishes he still had cigarettes. "I dunno, I been a wolf all day, so I don't remember so well. A dragon? Really? Like, big scaly motherfucker?"