[ While it happens, Jesse glances between the watch being fastened to his wrist and Cecil's face, more than a couple of times. He swallows a lump in his throat. When Cecil lets go, he has to hold his wrist up and stare at it before he can formulate any type of reply. This is... a gesture he didn't expect. He touches the side of the watch with his other hand, deep furrows in his brow.

Eyes back on Cecil now and no less shiny. If he had any confidence that he could convince him not to do it, he might try. Take the path of least resistance and wait for Carlos to come back. Eyes back on the watch now. The one true timepiece he called it, and while that doesn't make sense to Jesse, all the rest does. A blinding amount of sense.

And you are not going to give up. ] I-- [ Speechless. Very speechless at first. ] Um...

I'll take good care of it. Promise. [ Then his voice picks up. A lot easier than keeping Carlos safe. But he's not an idiot. This is for him, something for him to focus on while Cecil and Carlos are both out. He looks back up again, this time with a sad little smile turning up the corner of his mouth. He reaches over to give Cecil an appreciative pat on the arm, a quick one, for this and for offering all those words. For agreeing to distract Jesse for an indeterminate amount of time with monsters and nonsense.

He's grateful, but the words to express that are lost to him at the moment. So he opts for silently expressing it. ]

You think they can hear us? [ Jesse starts for the subway station first. ] I always wonder how long it took 'em to turn.