There's a bit of an immediate shift on Jesse's face, almost guilty - there's that cognizant kind of tone to her voice, like she knows what he's up to already. Some little girl he's never seen before. "No, for gardening!" he replies in a bit of a low tone as well, innocently. He nods along and taps that finger against the table a few more times.

Well, maybe not- very orthodox gardening.

He pauses and glances around, takes a step closer to River and confides, "Got some seeds from home, ya know? Was thinkin' of, uh. Makin', like, my own little project." A beat, and then, "I'm Jesse."