"Sure am." He drawled, apparently quite content to just watch Hanzo sleepily. His thoughts were still flowing like syrup, slow and sticky. Mostly he was thinking about Hanzo's sharp features, the regal elegance and superiority he carried himself with even in battle.

"You're like a dragon, aren't ya?" He mumbled, brain to mouth filter failing him. "All power and beauty and all that. Ya got a hoard of treasure anywhere?" Maybe that's why he could summon dragons, if he was one or a bit of one himself. It made Jesse wonder what sort of animal he'd end up calling upon if he could do such a thing.