[Yeah, well, it's lucky for Saul that Jesse's only had the smallest sip of water, or he'd probably be vomiting all over him right now. Too sick to even glare and flip Saul off, Jesse rolls right over with an unhappy groan and hugs his abdomen.
With Rue here, Jesse's glad he had the forethought to clean up before he got sick. There's no sign of the syringe. He even tossed the notes he'd written, since he woke up and found he hadn't overdosed. He really hadn't expected this part to follow hours later.
After some squirming to get mildly (and still not really) comfortable, he reaches out for Rue's hand.]
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With Rue here, Jesse's glad he had the forethought to clean up before he got sick. There's no sign of the syringe. He even tossed the notes he'd written, since he woke up and found he hadn't overdosed. He really hadn't expected this part to follow hours later.
After some squirming to get mildly (and still not really) comfortable, he reaches out for Rue's hand.]
You should get outta here, okay?