Oh. That's really sweet, but also not what he meant. Drake smiles and tries to focus for a second so he can explain better.

"It's not about me. Just that you'd be controlling something right now, y'know?" Since they can't control people coming and going from the city, whether their friends have something to go home to or not. Drake loosens his grip on Jesus to stroke his back gently. "Or would you rather not have to think about anything at all?"