"Yes, you did. It's not uncommon for someone to hallucinate the dead when they're in a bad way." With a grunt, Albert sits himself down near Jet's feet so his apparent stink wouldn't offend his partner further but he could still be close. He's silent for a long moment, the sort of silent he gets when he's thinking of if or how he should ask something. A methodical, thoughtful quiet.

"Do you think I'll lose interest in you because you're a man?" There it is. In spite of Albert's careful thought on how to phrase things, it nearly always comes out as blunt as a brick, even if it's intentional. White eyes look at Jet's face, awaiting an answer even though he's fairly certain he hit the mark. Jet had called Bina 'pretty, smart, brave, and a girl' and being female is the only trait Jet doesn't share with the late princess.