[Ronan comes bearing gifts. With a blanket serving as a makeshift sack slung over one shoulder, he sinks down next to Jesse and immediately begins to unpack the thing: one beer bottle for Jesse and another for Ronan, a pack of cigarettes, a bag of Funyuns, and a replica of the shirt Jesse was wearing when he was cradling Ronan's dying body in his arms (sans nightmare oil stains). He doesn't say anything while he does this, but once it's all on display, he sits back and pops open his beer bottle.]
We need a shower around here, don't we.
[And what he means by that is, I need to make a shower around here, don't I. He's eyeing the remaining blood on Jesse's arms and the pinkish water he's bathing in. This camp is a shitty place for non-dreamers.]
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We need a shower around here, don't we.
[And what he means by that is, I need to make a shower around here, don't I. He's eyeing the remaining blood on Jesse's arms and the pinkish water he's bathing in. This camp is a shitty place for non-dreamers.]