[ He laughs, and it's a dry sort of laugh, knowing who he is and how he's treated other people. He'd be the first to say that he doesn't deserve anything Jesse's offering him, just like he didn't deserve anything Alice tried to give him. Emphasis on tried, because he wasn't very good for her or to her. He tried, of course, but he feels like he failed. He doesn't want to fail with Jesse. ]

Nothing about any of this is a problem. Nothing about you is a problem. [ He knows he can say that with conviction, because he believes it. ] I've been trapped in a world of nightmares and horrors, and all I've been doing for years is trying to get out. But your world isn't like that. I want to be in your world, because you're there.

[ I can face the weirdness of all of this, all of the dimensional insanity, if I know she's there facing it with me. ]

I know monsters lurk in the darkness, and they're way more powerful than I am. But if you're there...

[ I'd stare down devils and demons and whatever the hell else lurks in other dimensions if I got to be with her. ]

All right. [ He recognizes that resolve in her eyes, and it finally settles in that he can and should believe her. ]

I want- I'd like to see your room. Where you sleep. [ Because he wants to see her, and he sees her in the little things, the little touches she's brought in that make the apartment hers. ]