"Yeah," he murmurs, looking down to his shitty drawing. "Being tied down for a runner is a sort of hell not many really understand." Tapping his fingers there against the back of his hand, he looks back over to Jesus then. "Maybe you should become a farmer. Provide fresh food for people who need it, especially subs and ones not contracted. Have some safe place for them to crash if they need to and, you could even draw any animals you get out there." It's said with a bit of a smile.