Nope, you brought it up, Fun Ghoul, which means Jet is going to pick at it until it's all out on the table. He knows it can be hard to let this stuff out, and he just wants Ghoul to know it's okay. He slips his arm around Ghoul and squeezes him close.

"No, I suppose we're not the good guys here," Jet says, giving Ghoul's dismissal a glance down at him and a raised eyebrow. "I don't think they're morons. And I don't think we should live here in fear of what others think. When have we ever?"

He rubs at Ghoul's arm a little. "How will you know what she would do if you don't tell her?" A beat. "Forgive me for being presumptuous and naggy, but I'm going to be so anyway - you so often talk yourself out of good things, Little Monster. You don't always have to do that."