Jesse glances between wolf and flask several times. "I mean...If it ain't gonna make yer organs shut down or nothin', I don't mind sharin'. Dunno how canines do with some Jack Daniels in their system. Y'need a waterin' bowl or somethin'? Otherwise, I can just pour ya some." He mimes tilting the flask as if to indeed pour it, likely right into the wolf's mouth. Why not?