[ Jack does listen, partly because Jesse asked him to and he takes that seriously, but because he wants to hear something kind, which is what he expects from him. It's the sort of thing Sam would tell him and he tries to believe it from both of them. ]

My mother, before she died she left me a message. She couldn't survive my birth. [ So Jack killed her. He hates himself for that. ] She said that I shouldn't let anyone tell me who I'm supposed to be. She said I could choose. And I wanted to believe that, but I'm not always sure. I choose good every day. [ He is on the fence. It's too much to trust in individuality. ]

I would show up. You are struggling with the same things I am, I can see it in you. I thought maybe we could be friends, if you didn't mind how different I am. But I do want you to know that I'm dangerous, so you can make an educated decision. You should know that my biological father is Lucifer, the Devil. I'm not like him but ... I know that might mean something to people who believe in Heaven and Hell.

[ It's a huge point of pain for Jack. It's haunted him since the moment he was born and told that his father was pure evil, and that he could be like him. He was only a day or two old when this was explained to him, and Jack decided then that he could prove himself not to be. It's been his cause since then, to not be Lucifer, to be the opposite of Lucifer. Still, he knows that some people think nature versus nurture is more important.

He doesn't want to fool Jesse into thinking he is naturally good, so he knows that this isn't just an average angel. Most people do trust angels (they shouldn't), so his identity matters. He clutches the plate to himself and looks down at his food instead of at Jesse. Jack doesn't want the full weight of his sad eyes and hopeful gaze make him feel one way or another, when the facts are what they are. ]

I would rather talk about chili and barbecue, but if you decide all of this is too much, I want to give you the opportunity to leave.