[ That's messed up. Really messed up. Jesse looks down, lets go of Carlos' shoulder and rubs the blood between his fingers away. ]

He'll be back. [ And he looks back up, nodding determinedly. He still feels sick and this new information doesn't help him mask it, but he's not about to just leave Carlos on his own with this. ] You did him a favor. He asked you to.

[ From the sound of it, Cecil was suffering and Carlos made the difficult choice about putting him down. ]

I seen guys spring back up all the time, and I was dead before too. He'll be back.