Jesse: Heeeeey, Celica! You’re looking downright radiant today. Ha ha ha! No, I’m not kidding. I’m serious as a stab wound. I just call ’em as I see ’em, and I got the world’s cutest girl in front of me. …Huh? Are all men like me? Gosh, I couldn’t really say. I’m not really a fan of being lumped in with other guys, ya know?
Jesse: Man, the ladies in this army are fierce as hell AND gorgeous. I love it! I wake up every day raring to go! …Hey, c’mon. Don’t look at me like that. I’m not COMPLETELY shallow. I’m just saying the world’s full of beauty and it’s a fool who doesn’t enjoy it. Women are the gods’ most perfect creation. So I want as many as I can g— Er, are you leaving? But I was… No? We’re done? Okay, I think we’re done.
Jesse: …My family? Woof. It’s been forever since I’ve seen ’em, honestly. They were…strict, I guess you’d call it. Do this, wear that, stop being friends with whomever… I got fed up and took off. I guess some folks just need to live by that kind of tight framework. Me railing against that wasn’t going to make anyone happy, you know? So I figure I’ll find my own place where I can live in a way that does.